Well! Sancho Panza here, coming to you after several days of silence on the SV Quijote blog. Life on Quijote is unbelievably busy! After Bob departed in Shearwater, BC a whole week went by with few conversations between Rod and Kay. They appeared to have a good time, it was just a bit quiet after Bob's hilarious dry humor and thoughtful probing questions which kept everyone engaged with each other. Rod and Kay kept busy with more solitary activities such as reading and writing.
In Prince Rupert, BC the De Wulf family of 4 joined us which ramped up the inter-personal activity. They are active with sailing, conversing, playing of cards, and listening to music, still leaving plenty of time to rest and read. Most notable are amazing dinner meals during which there is much activity resulting in delectable gourmet delights thanks to the efforts of Jake, and supporting assistance.
Today we are anchored in a lovely little bay known as Meyer's Chuck. Maybe it is Chinook jargon for a body of water. And the Meyers settled here many years ago. There are a handful of homes dotted around the rocky, treed shoreline. Most appear to be summer homes. We dinghied to the dock and walked The Path which is the path past the various permanent residences and summer-time homes. No road. No sidewalk. Just a dirt path through lush forest of ferns and salal and trees to the various dwellings.
Kay took me for an evening dinghy row around the bay. She rowed up to boats docked at the public float and chatted with various other travelers. Always an interesting collection of folks from which to gleen information. They love to share their stories and are always interested in our travels as well.
Sailing days have been rather sporty with swells and wind waves causing conditions which can be trying on one's enjoyment of the ride. Kay however appears to enjoy the rollicking waters with glee. Baking muffins down below while I, Sancho Panza, assist her in holding on to items which would otherwise fly across the galley when Quijote rolls back and forth with the swell. She appears to genuinely enjoy the excitement, spontaneously emitting whoops and yahoos to express enthusiasm.
Each day we look forward to adventure. Sometimes it is a remote, yet developed area such as Meyer's Chuck. Sometimes it is a remote and lonely anchorage, such as Patterson Inlet. Sometimes it is a noisy, smelly town where fueling, water replenishing, and stocking up on fresh food occurs. It is always a good sail and a good day.
And every night is a good sleep. Which is where we are all headed now, to bed.
This is Sancho Panza, Out.
