Fishing boats, squalls
of snow mixed with hail and sunshine on the back deck.......what do
these 3 things signify? Spring is on it's way!
Today, March 20th
is the first day of spring and we awoke to the pinging of hail on our
bedroom window and the lightest dusting of snow on the ground. We had
been expecting this, almost waiting for it, so we weren't fazed in
the least that our first day of spring wouldn't find us swapping out
our rubber boots for plastic flip flops or tossing aside the fleece
jacket in favour of something more skin exposing. I didn't whine or
complain, which I may have done a couple of years ago, now just
accepting that this is the way that spring arrives at the Outpost.
It was never truer than
today the saying that goes, “ just wait 5 minutes and the weather
will change.”
This complete reversal of
wind, sky and water played out the entire day.
There's always a moment
of excitement when out of the blue a vessel suddenly appears in the
bay. I race for my camera and head out onto the deck while Mike heads
to the kitchen to turn on the radio.
Permission granted to
tie up for the night we grab coats and boots after making a quick
survey of each other as to hair and attire (some days I just don't
make it out of the pj's) than rush down to do a meet and greet.
The crew of the
'Progressor' all came out to say hi and chat for abit before going in
search of kelp. They had been over in the next bay for several days
setting up the pens that hold the kelp lines and herring. We learned
all about this delicacy of herring roe on kelp last year from the
crew on 'Silver Dawn'. The job of the 'Progressor' is to catch the
herring, up to 80,000 lbs per pen and they had some time to kill
waiting on the vessel that would be responsible for the collecting of
the kelp. Come morning they were gone but I'm sure we'll see them
again.
As you may have
noticed and likely wondered about, the docks are a bit wokey. Tiny
pinholes are the culprit and over the course of the season the
ballast has slowly filled with water partially sinking our docks.
Everything will be on an even keel come time to open for the season
but for now to get to the heli pad one must take the tinney. No big
deal and quite doable except for and isn't there always an “except
for”, the fact that half the time during which the tide is low the
boat is grounded. We have no need to go out onto the heli pad
anyways, or so we thought.
It was early evening
last Sunday – I was surfing the net from the comfort of my
favourite wingback chair and Mike was 'resting his eyes' while
stretched out on the couch when I glanced up and there in front of
the lodge were 3 boats! You know the drill....I grabbed my camera and
Mike headed for the radio to see if he could hail them.
A short conversation over
the radio we learned that they were out diving for sea urchins (
brrrrr.....was my first reaction) and they would likely be around for
a couple of days. Normally we would be hightailing it down the dock
to introduce ourselves but this time the tide was not in our favour
so we had to be satisfied with a “have a good night and hopefully
we'll be able to meet tomorrow.”
Catching the tail end of
a conversation between boats very early the next morning they seemed
to have experienced a rolly night tied up to the heli pad.
We haven't seen them again
but you never know, they might show up. I hope so because I certainly
would like to get some pictures of their diving efforts.
One more boat for the
week. This one looks familiar from previous years yet we've never had
any contact with him or even knew what he was out trolling
for....until today.
With the knowledge that
there were boats in the area we have been leaving our radio on and
it's pretty strange to be in the kitchen and suddenly hear voices.
Tonight I heard the seiner that we have seen each year is out fishing
for herring to put into the pens.
Now for the sun. Bit by
bit each day the sun is a little higher in the sky and it's beginning
to peak over the tree tops making it's way into the lodge.
It may only be rays of sun
filtering through the trees...
....or a sun dappled lodge
....we all want to bask in
it wherever it happens to light upon.
Till next time,
Heather & Mike
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