Osaka: Castles-Trains-Kyoto & Women Artists

We are writing the blog the morning we leave Osaka. It’s our last day here in Osaka and it’s very rainy. A perfect day to for watching the football games this morning. It took a while, but we’ve figured out how to stream them. Go 49ers!

Yesterday, after a day of rest and relaxation we woke up to sunnyish weather that was perfect for exploring. So we headed out to 400-year old Osaka Castle by subway. We found the subway next to our building pretty quickly, but after arriving at the ticket booth, we discovered we could only pay with cash. After some local advice (everyone here has been so helpful and nice) we headed back up to the surface and the 7 Eleven near the exit to use the closest cash machine. The Osaka subways are very modern except that there aren’t many escalators and elevators are hard to find.

So began Jim’s adventure with climbing and descending multiple flights of stairs around Osaka. By the end of the day Jim’s Apple Watch clocked 20 flights of stairs and over 20,000 steps. Amazing!

With cash in hand we found the correct train and after a successful transfer and climbing some long stairs to get above ground we arrived near Osaka Castle Park. We enjoyed a long walk through the park (which must be very beautiful in Spring or Fall) and then had to climb more stairs to get to the Castle, which of course was located at the top of a hill and surrounded by moats. The impressive structure was originally built in the late 1500’s, but then destroyed during the Japanese civil war that ultimately unified the country in 1615. The Castle was rebuilt in the 1620’s, but the central tower was struck by lightning and burnt down in 1665, and not completely rebuilt until 1931. Surprisingly, it was not damaged in WW2.

The Castle has an elevator that takes you to the 5th floor but from there you need to climb stairs to reach the top on the 8th floor. It’s worth it to enjoy the magnificent 360° view from the top and then it’s relatively easy to take the stairs down and wind through the lower floors to learn the history of the Shoguns during the Japanese civil war and the huge battles that were fought at and near the Castle in the early 1600’s.

After a quick break for a snack and a bit of rest we walked to the Shinto shrine outside the castle grounds and discovered an extremely rare blooming winter cherry tree. It was a good sign that Spring is on its way!

Then we headed back through the park in search of the JR line commuter rail station so we could head north to Kyoto (Japan’s ancient Imperial Capitol that governed most of Japan for over 1,000 years, before the Capitol was moved to Tokyo). We followed the signs but we had some trouble with communication and ended up going up and down a long staircase two times causing Jim to say “Are you kidding me” and me to laugh. After climbing the stairs the first time, we spoke with an English speaking person on street level and unfortunately he told us to go back down the subway stairs to the information desk. When we got there, a lovely English speaking local translated for us with the train employee there who told us that we had to head back up the same long stairs and then walk about 300 yards to find the station for the the JR Loop Railroad, which would take us to the Osaka Central station, where we could transfer to the train that went to Kyoto. One more stair case and a brief walk and we finally made it! We needed a little help buying a ticket again and were very thankful that Osaka Central has a lot of escalators. And that is how we made it from Osaka Castle to the correct train to get to Kyoto (a 30 minute trip).

I wanted to head back to the “Sou Sou” brand store I had discovered in Kyoto 8 years ago. We thought we could walk there but weren’t exactly sure of the route from our paper map, so we reluctantly turned off “airplane mode” on our phone and paid for local cell service so we could use Apple map. On the way out of the train station two local high school students asked us to take a survey they had written about tourists’ impressions of Japan’s work-centered culture. By this time it was about 2:30 PM and we began a 1.5 mile walk to Kyoto’s shopping district, passing several impressive Buddhist Temples and taking the more pedestrian friendly back streets.

We found the Sou Sou store after stopping at a very modern and popular donut restaurant (although the donuts were dry and nothing like a freshly baked American donut). After some careful shopping I bought a beautiful jacket. Our plan was to hang around Kyoto’s shopping district, have dinner and then head back by cab to the train station. The salesperson suggested a nearby restaurant called Onikai. It took a while, but we found it and then stopped for a beer at a nearby establishment while we waited for it to open.

Forty-five minutes later we walked in to what we thought was the restaurant, it wasn’t. But it was super local and authentic. The food wan’t great, but it was interesting and on the way out we found Onikai but it was completely booked so it all worked out just fine.

Now it was time to find a cab. Jim found a wide spot on the street that appeared perfect for hailing cabs. And it was! The cab took us to the main Kyoto train station and we used escalators to find our train. Success, sort of. Turns out we boarded the express train and we only paid for the regular train. No problem, seated and underway we paid the conductor the extra $10 we owed for our quick trip back to Osaka.

When we arrived back at the Osaka Central train station, we decided that since we had no luggage, we wouldn’t use a taxi but would instead find the “Y” Subway Line that goes directly to our hotel. We had been warned that this was easier said than done because, OMG, Osaka Central Station is a gigantic labyrinth. I didn’t take a video of the mass of humanity crisscrossing hither and thither, but eventually we maneuvered our way through it, keeping our eyes out for the occasional signs showing us the way to the Y line, and although we had to reverse course a couple of times, we finally reached the correct platform, boarded the subway train in the correct direction and finally made it to the hotel. We were proud of ourselves, but next time we’ll just take the taxi, especially if we have any luggage.

We high-fived when we entered the hotel after a long day of walking, exploring a Castle, and maneuvering through crowded train stations. It was 8 PM but we’re finally back in our hotel room. Before bed we had to do some laundry and hang the clothes up to dry, but after that I ran a bath and we both collapsed in bed after a very successful day.

The Art Museum

The next day we had a much more mellow day and after the delicious buffet breakfast walked the 10 minutes to the nearby Osaka Art Museum. It’s a large museum (similar to the Museum of Modern Art in NYC) but with very few exhibits. The museum did have a remarked collection of early Osaka Women Artists. Japan is a very patriarchal society and it wasn’t easy being a women artist in the early 20th Century. Unfortunately, there was no English guide and no English translations, but we used google translate and enjoyed the exhibit. So much of the art reminded me of my Grandmother’s beautiful artwork. The exhibit featured Shima Seien and 4 other women artists who were allowed to exhibit at the 1916 National Japanese Art Exhibition.

The museum really needs a better leader. This could be a much better exhibit with more creative and informative curation. The descriptions read like they were cut and pasted from a 100 year old book. There is almost no discussion about technique or color. No real narrative. A local woman started whispering to us, because she was also clearly disappointed by the descriptions and wanted us to have better context for the various paintings.

It would have been great to build a bridge to more modern woman Japanese artists like Yayoi Kusama and others. But we still enjoyed the art and the experience. We couldn’t photograph most of the art. But these photos give you some idea of the exhibit and includes some of the museum’s funky sculptures.

Back at the hotel we did some yoga and swimming and soaking before going to a fantastic dinner at the hotel’s “Kora” restaurant. This was a pricey but very special dinner. We ate early at the Chef’s table and had a marvelous time talking with the Chef. The chef’s technique, service and the high quality of the fish, couldn’t have been better.

Back in the room we collapsed into a deep sleep.

Earlier in the gym we met Robert Scales, he asked us where we were from and he had been to Seattle many times, which led to a discussion about Dick’s of course. He lives in DC but works with T-Mobile. He’s traveling here with a friend, Gnoc, who also works for T-Mobile and lives in Renton. We met for breakfast and had a great visit. Robert is a world traveler who had been to Bangkok many times and he shared some of his Bangkok recommendations.

At the moment we are streaming the 49ers game, I’m working on the blog and immediately after the game we will head to the KIX international airport for our journey to Bangkok.

Overall, we’ve loved Osaka, it was a perfect stop for overcoming jet lag and experiencing a different side of Japan. It’s not crowded, it’s extremely authentic and not touristy. There are great restaurants and many interesting places to visit and excellent train and subway service (although more escalators would be appreciated!).

Fun fact about Japan: when someone asks you were you are from and you say Seattle, everyone smiles and says, “Ichiro!” Go Mariners!

The Asia Adventure Begins

Day 1: Plane, Train & Automobile

We begin our adventure flying from Oahu to Osaka. The flight was delayed an hour, but relatively uneventful. We were expecting our first stoic challenge would come after we landed in Osaka as we tried to find the JR express to Osaka with our luggage, but that all went remarkably smoothly.

The challenge came on the way to the airport when we realized Jim (the man who always double checks everything) left his wallet behind in the dresser in our condo. At first we thought we would have to drive back to get it. After starting our drive back to Waianae, we puzzled it out and realized we had our passports and I had all the credit cards we needed. The cash was unnecessary and although Jim felt “naked” without his wallet it was best to leave it behind. Cutting it so close was not a good idea. Our dear friends Ken and Maria went above and beyond to try to Fed Ex the wallet to Osaka. But it will take 5 or 6 days. Nothing is fast in HI. So we will make do with what we have.

As I said before going through customs was a breeze, we learned where to buy our tickets for the JR Express to Osaka by watching a YouTube before we left and we made it to the train with 10 mutes to spare. Trains in Japan are so efficient and so clean and Jim loves trains.

It’s a bit of a circuitous route out of the enormous Osaka Central Station to the taxis, but not a problem. We forgot about the lovely, clean Japanese taxis, complete with lace.

Our choice of the Conrad Hotel in Osaka to work through jet lag seems perfect so far. We slept relatively well, the service is excellent and the pool and spa lovely.

Today’s weather is pretty “Seattle”, 50 degrees and raining. So we’ve decided to enjoy the pool and spa. Dryer weather is in the forecast for tomorrow and we plan to explore.

Sayanora for now!

Fawn & Jim

2023: Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah and Happy New Year

Another year is drawing to a close and we are sharing with you from our Hawaii nest here in Waianae.

The world is a crazy place right now or maybe it just continues to be crazy. I think we all must share all the light and love we can muster while being true to ourselves, our values and history.

Our personal lives are calm and blessed. We thoroughly enjoy splitting our time between the mountains, Hawaii and the boat. Our goal is to do one, “bucket list” trip a year as long as we can. Last year we went to Norway to see Oslo and the Northern Lights, followed by Southern Italy and Sicily. In January we will head to India with quick stops on the way in Japan and Bangkok, then briefly visit Singapore on the way back to Seattle. Our True Love Adventure continues and we’ll be blogging on the journey so you can share our journey if you’re interested.

I was able to go to NYC this spring with my Mom for an amazing 4 day trip. We walked everywhere, saw two shows, shared meals with local friends and generally had a marvelous time together.

In early fall we visited Greg and Carolyn Call at Sea Ranch, shared more great meals and played pickleball & golf.

We also visited my parents in Foster City twice this year!

What a year for Washington Husky Football! Home games have been a blast and last month we flew down to Las Vegas to see the University of Washington play against Oregon in the last PAC 12 Championship Game. The Huskies won and earned the #2 seed in the College Football Playoffs. Heading into the game the 12-0 Huskies were 10 point underdogs. Let’s just say a lot of Husky fans made some money betting on the Dawgs against the odds. Our very dear friend Scott Crowell and another old college friend Chris Callahan even joined us and we had some great time reminiscing. And boy was it a fun game! We even saw Garth Brooks in concert the night before the football game. Garth put on quite a show and we highly recommend seeing him if you have the chance.

Las Vegas is as weird and crazy as usual. But Jim and I had some funny experiences there. I guess we’ve reached “that age” where people seem concerned about our well being and “want to help us”. Don’t get me wrong, I actually really appreciate it. It’s nice and certainly better than the alternative. But, people kept asking us if they could help us. For example, we were wandering inside Caesar’s Palace massive inside shopping mall/maze after the concert and a young woman with a fabulous voice stopped and asked us if we needed directions back to our hotel. OK we were lost at the time but not in distress and we were mostly laughing. Other people around us looked lost too. But we appreciated her help, retraced our route and eventually did find the main exit onto Las Vegas Boulevard where we knew the way back to our hotel (Paris).

One of our favorite hikes at Zion is Observation Point. The main trail to the top closed because of a rockslide 5 years ago, but the nearby trail to Weeping Rock stayed open. Unfortunately, there was another rockslide 4 days before we got there, so now the Weeping Rock trail is also closed and it appears it will be a very long time before either trail opens again. We are so glad we got to do the hike before Father Time and Mother Nature changed the terrain.

Although our main reason for heading to Las Vegas was the Huskies, we took opportunity after the big game to head to one of our favorite places in the world: Zion National Park for the second time this year. Flights home immediately after the game were very expensive, so instead we rented a car and drove 2 hours north into SW Utah and spent a few days in beautiful Zion NP.

On our way to Zion we stopped at The Valley of Fire to walk a bit with Scott and Chris in that unusual landscape before they headed back to LV and their homes Arizona.

Zion definitely fills our soul and inspires us. Jim was able to hike most of Angel’s Landing as well as several other hikes in the park. We didn’t do the very final “knifes edge” ascent to the very top of Angel’s Landing, but I don’t do that anyway, and Jim’s only done it once. I’ve taken many photos of Zion over the years, but I must say the sunset reflections on the Virgin River are some of my favorite Zion photos ever. Early December is a great time of year to visit the park. It’s uncrowded, hotels are inexpensive, the Shuttle Bus system has been closed for the season so you can drive yourself wherever you want to visit. Although the mornings are chilly, the afternoons warm up to the mid 60’s and you can take off most of your layers of clothing before the 5:30 PM sunset. Our favorite place to stay is the Desert Pearl next to the river. It has an amazing hot tub that is perfect to sooth sore muscles at the end of the day while watching the stars.

Next week, Jasmine, David and the grandkids will escape Seattle’s winter gloom (only 8 hours of daylight per day) and join us here in sunny, warm Hawaii for fun at the beach and New Years. Meanwhile, Saul has been traveling to Florida, Texas and California for business and then will be joining Shakira for some warmth and sun in Mexico.

Our family business continues to thrive under its “Gen-3” leadership, including opening another Dick’s Drive-In Restaurant (#9 in Federal Way). Our daily retired life is very pleasant and we feel blessed. We spend a lot of time exercising. Jim has committed to our yoga practice to keep him flexible and improve his balance. We continue to enjoy pickleball and golf and look forward to skiing in late February when we return to Seattle from India.

We spend a lot of time on our drives listening to podcasts. Our favorites are: Advisory Opinion, Honestly with Bari Weiss, Econ Talk with Russ Roberts, The Remnant, Common Sense and recently we’ve added the very thoughtful For Heaven’s Sake of the Shalom Harman Institute.

The last two episodes of Econ Talk really dove down into the history of Israel, including its biblical origins, the terrible pogrums against Jews in Russia and Eastern Europe in the mid-to-late 1800’s, and the refusal of most nations (including the US, Canada and England) to allow Jewish refugees permission to immigrate to a place of safety before WW2, the terrible Holocaust of Jews in WW2 who were not able to escape Europe, then Israel’s rebirth as a nation after WW2, and the many wars, conflicts and peace settlements with Jordan & Egypt (but not the Palestinians) that followed. We highly recommend them. Here is one of them https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/econtalk/id135066958?i=1000638932065.

It’s so hard to get straightforward, accurate news these days so we read a lot from a variety of sources, including the WSJ, Seattle Times, Times of Israel, Dispatch, Free Press, Atlantic, NYT and the Honolulu Star-Advertiser. TV and streaming news is so shallow that it is rarely very helpful except for the visuals and showing you the PR release perspective of (hopefully) both sides. That being said the NYT is generally untrustworthy on Middle East reporting, especially for “breaking news.”

Our year in books: I’ve continued to devour the Maisse Dobbs series, as does my sister-in-law Julie. I almost never listen to Audible books, but we are reading a lot about India in preparation for our trip and “Covenant of Water” was very good on audible. I don’t think we would have gotten as much out of it by reading, because there are so many unusual Indian words. It’s beautifully narrated by the author, who is a physician at Stanford University. After the Hamas attack on Oct 7th, we needed to read something more hopeful for the future and we recommend: the Genius of Israel (by the same authors who wrote Start Up Nation). The People of the Book was excellent too. For laughs I love reading the Vinyl Cafe and a some of the free monthly books from Prime. At the beginning of 2023 I read Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow, which was excellent. Wow that seems like a long time ago!

I continue to practice Ukulele and I’m getting better and less afraid to play in front of people. I’ve loved the musical journey and everything I’ve learned from my online lessons with Cynthia Lin and the 100 Days of Uke project. I get to play with my friend Lora occasionally, and that is awesome.

Our Curve Of Time Podcast 9-part series continues to gain listeners. We are over 3500 downloads so far and are hoping to create more episodes and even a movie someday if we can find the right partners.

As we close out this year, we think back on the birthdays, celebrations and gatherings. It’s hard to believe James is almost 11 and Robert is 8. We love celebrating milestones and life with friends and family!

We wish you all the best and send you our love. Life is all about connections, finding time for friends and family, doing good work, and of course, adventures of the True Love variety!

May the year ahead be full of adventure, growth, learning, laughter and love!

Love Always, Fawn & Jim

Final Beautiful Photos

We left Pender Harbour (after a lovely dinner at the Painted Boat and a beautiful sunset) for an easy, sunny crossing of the Strait of Georgia (thanks in part to our stabilizer). In Nanaimo we met up with new friends (Shimon and Julie and old friends (Marilyn and Don) before leaving for a long, rainy-day cruise to Sidney, which is a lovely suburb of Victoria (the largest city on Vancouver Island and the Capitol of British Columbia) and very close to the US side of the Strait of Juan de Fuca. After a couple of days here we cruised SE, first to Port Townsend, and then east, to Langley, on the side side of Whidbey Island, to visit old friends. From there it was only four hours to Seattle, where we arrived south back at our home port at the Elliott Bay Marina in time for the Husky football game on Saturday.

Princess Louisa Sunset
Moon over Princess Louisa
Moonlight in Princess Louisa
Petroglyphs in Jervis Inlet
Sunset outside of Pender Harbour
Rainbow near Sidney

We are so thankful for all of our blessings. The chill in the air, and the shorter days clearly signal the change of seasons. From bliss to stoic challenges, time with family and friends to quiet alone time in nature, summer cruising in the Salish Sea fills our souls. Thank you all for sharing our most recent True Love Adventure!

We are back in the mountains. And all is well!

The Captain and the First Mate of The True Love

“Transformation” with the Grandchildren and then Thunder and Lightning, all in PLI

As we’ve said before, Princess Louisa is our favorite place in the world during the summer. Over 15 years ago, after purchasing the first True Love (a 1991 Silverton cabin cruiser) our friends, April and David Humphrey told us that our first voyage in Canada should be to Princess Louisa Inlet because it would “transform” us. We were skeptical at the time, but they were absolutely correct. We now visit this amazingly beautiful cathedral of stone, waterfalls, glaciers, warm glassy-calm water, seals, phosphorescence and serenity as often as we can every summer.

Sharing this amazing place with people we love brings us great joy. This summer we were finally able to schedule a trip with Jasmine, David, James and Robert for the first time. It’s awfully hard to make this work with their busy work, camp and baseball schedules. And although Jasmine and the boys have been up north on the True Love many times, David can’t always join in the fun and none of them had ever been to PLI.

Before meeting up with the Donovans in Egmont we left our dock at Pender Harbour for a couple of days to spend more time back in Sechelt Inlet, which is on the south side of the Skookumchuck Tidal Rapids (aka the “Skook”). First, we explored Salmon inlet and then after one night in Misery Bay (we don’t know why its named that as it’s a lovely little bay) near the head of that inlet, we left there and went back to Narrows Inlet through the Tzoonie Rapids for a couple of days to enjoy the calmer and quieter waters there.

Before leaving Misery Bay in Salmon Inlet we had a crazy experience with an extremely large school of salmon waiting for a nearby stream to fill with rain so they could go up the river and spawn. The large salmon were jumping like crazy and swimming close together in circles. We thought they might be spooked by all of the seals nearby but we never saw a seal “make a run” into the school of fish while we were there. We think the seals were delighted that so many salmon were delayed in their voyage to their spawning grounds and were thus available for a good meal whenever the seals got hungry. We had a blast in our tender just drifting on top of all the fish and watching them take turns jumping high into the air. The next day we rose early to retrace our path back through the Skook at slack, tie up at the Backeddy Marina and walk to the Skook Bakery for yummy treats for ourselves and for the Donovans when they arrived later that day.

Salmon jumping in Misery Bay

The True Love definitely feels extremely full with all six of us aboard. But there was a lot of love and joy too and we were all excited by the challenge of voyaging together to PLI. The Donovan family journeyed by car and ferry to meet up with us in Egmont at the Backeddy Marina. After unloading the food and luggage we all enjoyed dinner at the pub, followed by some running around time and a good night’s sleep.

After breakfast the next day it was time to take a walk and pick blackberries! The BackEddy has lots of blackberry bushes that are ripening to perfection in August. With the six of us picking we soon had a big bag and headed back to the dock to launch and begin our summer boating journey together to Princess Louisa Inlet.

Late summer smoke affects everyone in the PNW. Thankfully most of the time the smoke was 500+ feet higher than where we were at sea level so it mostly affected your views rather than your breathing. Our cruise into PLI was under this kind of a smoky, higher altitude haze so the dramatic mountain views were somewhat obscured, although you could see 5+ miles in any direction. But the forecast called for the smoke to clear up a lot on Tuesday, followed by rain on Wednesday and sun Thursday for our journey back, and that’s exactly what we got. On our way up 30-mile-long Jervis Inlet (which leads to PLI) I hoped to show the boys the petroglyphs near False Patrick Point and we successfully found them together. These show the story of an Orca dramatically caught in the fishing lines of the local tribe and then breaking free.

Of course the first views of the glaciers on the mountains surrounding PLI, the Malibu Tidal Rapids and Malibu Young Life Camp at the entrance to the rapids all worked their magic. But the boys were most excited after we were anchored in our favorite spot, inflated the Pizza floaties and they got to go play in the water while surrounded by the beauty of this very special place.

Over the next days we did all the things we hoped to do and share: Lots of floating time, taking the trail to Chatterbox Falls, teaching James to play bridge, visiting Malibu Camp with our future campers, seeing phosphorescence and shooting starts after dark, sharing good meals and even watching the Northwest Team from the Seattle area play in the Little League World Series (thanks to our Starlink satellite).

One of our favorite moments was watching the boys get into kayaks for the first time and then explore PLI on their own. Our first morning in PLI was beautiful and the reflections of the mountains towering above surrounded James and Robert as they paddled and explored. The freedom to explore safely in the inlet, surrounded by beauty and curious seals was magical. Seeing the boys so free and safe and surrounded by nature helped reignite our first memories of this place and the transformation we experienced in our first visit so many years ago.

Our last full day in PLI the rains came and cleaned out the high altitude smoke and filled all of the seasonal waterfalls. During the rain we needed to find a way to get moving and exercise as a group even though we were all together in a very small space. So we did group exercises in a circle! We each picked an exercise and then used the deck of cards to choose the number of reps we would do of each exercise. It was a great success and the rains passed after a few hours so we decided to head out on our tender to Malibu Camp. Our tender is pretty good sized, but the six of us filled it up and some of us don’t like going faster than 5 knots on the tender so the 4 mile journey to the Malibu Camp and back took quite a while. But everyone loved Malibu Camp, especially the swimming pool, beach volleyball, indoor basketball courts, friendly campers and staff, and of course, the ice cream.

Our Malibu Camp tour guides were a lovely couple who met at the camp as young people and have now been married over 60 years. The husband was even there on March 27, 1964, the date of the Great Alaskan Earthquake (a 9.2 magnitude, 4 minute long “megathrust” quake that generated tsunamis as high as 200 feet tall, killed 131 people, with some tsunamis crossing the Pacific and other smaller waves reaching the Malibu Rapids at PLI. Although he didn’t feel the quake, he watched the Malibu Rapids go from slack to full flood, to full ebb every 5 minutes, several times in a row. It wasn’t until he learned of the Great Alaskan Earthquake later that he knew the explanation for what he witnessed.

Stars and the Phosphorescence amazed everyone our final night in PLI and Robert decided he wanted to sleep under the stars up on the top deck of our boat. James wasn’t interested, so Jasmine and Robert were the astronomers that night. Robert told James “he wasn’t sure he would like it, but he had to give it a try.” After he was in his sleeping bag, he was rewarded with a shooting star and said the next morning that he was very glad he gave it a try and wants to do it again next time.

Our final morning in PLI was clear and warm and the kids did their final “pizza float” and swim before we released the shore tie, raised the anchor and headed back to Egmont.

After the cleansing rain, the smoke cleared so the mountains and glaciers glowed in the sunshine and David piloted the boat all the way back to Egmont.

In Egmont we enjoyed dinner with the boys while Jasmine and David enjoyed a quiet adult dinner together at the lovely Inlets Restaurant at the Northwest Wilderness Resort, which is just a short walk from the Backeddy Marina & Pub.

Friday morning we packed them up, took the mile walk to the delicious Bakery In The Woods, and enjoyed a yummy breakfast there. After we walked back to the marina, the Donovans loaded up their minivan and headed out on their journey back to their home in Seattle.

We are not going to lie. This amazing time together enchanted, enthralled and exhausted the Captain and the First Mate. After some cleaning we rested and enjoyed the quiet before having a nice dinner ourselves at the NW Wilderness Resort.

September 12th is the date we have to return to Seattle this year. That leaves us with about two weeks left in our 2023 Salish Sea Summer Adventure. The forecast for the next week includes quite a bit of rain and some thunder storms, but after that there should be some sunny days as well.

This summer we’ve definitely learned that August is dry in PLI. Yes, the water is warm and the phosphorescence abundant, but only the few glacier fed waterfalls (like Chatterbox Falls) continue to run; the 20+ other “seasonal” waterfalls only run after it rains. As we thought about our options, the idea of just the two of us cruising back into PLI for one last late summer storm that would recharge the seasonal waterfalls seemed like the right thing to do. So we left Egmont and headed back to PLI for our last visit of the season. After cruising through Malibu Rapids we were welcomed into the inlet by a very young but flying mottled eagle who seemed to be struggling a little with flying, but learning to do what eagles must do to survive and thrive.

Anchored and shore tied we’ve enjoyed the last couple of days floating, kayaking, “yogaing”, cleaning and making new boating friends in the inlet. Then at 4:30 AM Tuesday morning the excitement began with a major thunder and lightning storm. Sometimes the lightning was so intense on the high mountains surrounding us we were completely blinded for a few seconds as our eyes adjusted back to the darkness. The lightning and thunder in the distance preceded a heavy rain. But soon the sound of the rain hitting the towering mountain above surrounded us. It reverberated around us like hail, but it was just rain. The lightening, thunder and rain continued for over two hours before it stopped and we could go back to sleep.

The wind that accompanied the storm never exceeded 8 knots and our shore tie and anchor held, but the anchor scraped quite a bit on its underwater rocky perch as the boat shifted left and right. So this morning during a calm in the storms we decided to move to one of the five nearby mooring buoys just in case another thunder storm rolls into PLI later today. We never got any more thunder and lightning, but it did rain on and off the rest of the day on Tuesday but we still got out for a long kayak between the rain showers and enjoyed a nice visit with the people on “Nordfjord” on the buoy next to ours.

This Wednesday morning the sun is back and its a beautiful day with awesome reflections. We’ll probably spend a couple of more days here before heading back out and then begin our end-of-season journey south back to Seattle.

Thanks for reading the True Love Adventure Blog! When we are on our long voyages and not listening and dancing to music we like to listen to Podcasts and this one about history and the polarization of our time is fascinating, with Russ Roberts interviewing historian Walter Russel Mead on the topic “Innovation, Religion and the State of the World”. I especially liked the following observation by Dr. Mead: “Man is a pattern seeking, story telling creature.” I guess it’s why we like writing our blog and sharing story and photos of our adventures! Here’s the link. https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/econtalk/id135066958?i=1000625118942

The Captain and The First Mate of the True Love

The Universe Delivers in So Many Ways!

Since we last wrote in the blog, several good vibes and rewards presented themselves and we snatched them up. Of course there a couple of small stoic challenges too.

When we last blogged, we were planning to take a couple of days and cruise up to April Point where we planned to leave the True Love for a Seaplane flight to Seattle for the opening of Dick’s Drive-Ins’ 9th restaurant (in Federal Way) and marching alongside the DDIR Food Truck in the annual Seafair Parade in downtown Seattle.

But, first we stopped in Pender Harbour to check out a property that might give us an opportunity to secure a permanent dock space near our favorite places in the Sunshine Coast of BC. We were talking to people and just “putting it out into the universe” that we wanted dock space somewhere in the general vicinity of Pender Harbour or Egmont (which are both on the north side of the Sechelt Peninsula, which is northwest of Vancouver). As you know Princess Louisa Inlet is our favorite area and we were looking for a summer home that would give us easy access to PLI and also give us a place that we can dock for a break, make repairs, and even take a seaplane back to Seattle for a few weeks. But finding dock space in the summer for a 60’ boat is extremely challenging.

The property we looked at was interesting, and certainly a good long term investment opportunity, but a very, very, big project. And we are not looking for any more big projects.

After looking at the property I suggested we take the tender across the harbour to the newly rebuilt John Henry’s Marina (which looked like it had just reopened) and see if there was long term space open there. And there was! We really couldn’t believe it. Alan, the marina manager, was our hero. As soon as he made sure the True Love wasn’t some derelict old nightmare, Alan said we could have the last 60’ slip there. Within 24 hours we finished the paper work and its now a done deal.

With that wish granted, we called the Painted Boat Resort & Spa to see if could luck into a couple of massages for the next day, including before/after time at the wonderful spa pool. Next wish granted!

But not so fast . . . The next morning we slept in and planned to head over to the spa early, but our generator stalled out again. Oh NO! Are You Kidding Me! Deep Breath.

We were in a fairly shallow spot so I hoped it was just that the sea strainer (that brings seawater into the boat to cool the generator) had clogged up. I took off my spa hat and put my ship’s engineer hat back on. I also texted all the support team in case this “easy” fix didn’t work. And we texted Alan at John Henry’s to see if we could get our slip earlier than we planned so that we could leave the True Love there instead of at April Point (50 miles north).

The sea strainer was icky with green algae. But when I cleaned the strainer and then opened the ‘through hull” valve to let sea water flow into the generator, no water flowed in at all. Okay. Deep breath. It must be clogged underneath the boat. Rather than swim under the boat and try to clean the intake by hand, the Captain and I decided to quickly lift the anchor and head out into the main channel to hopefully dislodge the clog by cruising (briefly) at the True Love’s top speed (about 14 knots).

We were once again on the clock. Massages awaited us. And it was really windy outside of Pender Harbour. As we headed out in the choppy waves and spray I noticed a really menacing “dead head” on our port side. A log the size of a telephone pole floated vertically, with just the top few inches showing. Hitting this thing could cause catastrophic problems to hulls or damage rudders or propellers. Thankfully we did not hit it, but we felt we had to contact the coast guard and report it so that someone else could come out and tow it into shore or at least mark it with a flag. The Coast Guard asked us if we had something to mark it. Now let me paint the picture for you: Waves, spray, log bouncing up and down in the 2 feet swells, 5 feet below the boat, about 50 yards from a rocky shore. How are we supposed to mark it? We don’t have a harpoon with a blow up marker. But we had done our duty to warn other boaters of the danger (which the coast guard did with a warning over the VHF radio), so we returned to the task at hand.

Now it was time to test the generator again. Fingers crossed. It worked! Whatever was clogging the seawater intake was gone. So we quickly returned to Pender Harbour, and again dropped our anchor, but this time in deeper water. We then quickly deployed the tender and headed to the dock at the Painted Boat Resort, walked up the hill and made it to our massages with 10 minutes to spare!

In the meantime, our hero, Alan, texted us that he cleared a space for us at the docks for the next 4 nights, plus the three weeks we needed to store the boat while we flew back to Seattle. This meant we did not have to spend two days each way getting to April Point to store the boat and then, 3 weeks later, retrace our route back to the Pender Harbour & Egmont area to meet up with Jasmine, David and the kids in mid August. It also meant we could just relax at the dock, kayak and breathe deeply for the next 4 days.

And that is exactly what we did. We met new friends in Pender Harbour, kayaked, enjoyed watching the giant yacht, used up our supplies with good meals, slept in, did our yoga and didn’t stress.

Last Tuesday, Kenmore Air picked us up at the John Henry Docks and flew us to Seattle on a 5 passenger “Beaver” seaplane. David and Jasmine left us our car at the “air harbor” on the north end of Lake Washington so that we could more easily drive up to the mountains and rest up for the Federal Way restaurant launch activities.

Federal Way Opening, Fair Start Golf Tournament and Seafair Parade!

We knew we would be busy and we were. First the “soft opening” for the contractors who built the Federal Way restaurant on Wednesday afternoon and evening. Then the Grand Opening for the public on Thursday morning. Friday we drove down to Seattle for absolutely needed haircuts before helping Jasmine and the team deliver burgers at the Fare Start Charity Golf Tournament at the Newcastle Golf Course. Then on Saturday we marched with the Dick’s Drive-Ins’ Food Truck, other family members and the support team in the Seafair Torchlight Parade in downtown Seattle.

In my young life, I was in parades on horse back and when I ran for the WA Legislature I was in many small-town summer parades. This is the first time DDIR participated in the annual Seafair Parade. The Food Truck makes a perfect float. The organizing team (Jasmine, Chelsy, Lena, Ron, Ryan and others) did a great job planning everything. It was a kick. One of Lena’s children asked “is this what it’s like to be famous?” We sure felt like celebrities! People along the parade route smiled and cheered for us as we walked by, handing out little gifts. We were even able to hand out burgers at one designated spot. Technically, we had 90 seconds to hand out 200 burgers at the main grandstands. They were all gone in under a minute! The Captain walked almost the entire route and then another mile back to the car.

Of course things break in houses too. The sink in our new, very pretty laundry room came with a broken faucet. We figured we could easily install it. Not so fast, said the universe! It took way, way longer than we thought it would, but partly because of installer errors, but also because the designer of the sink faucet was a sadistic monster. But, we eventually resolved this stoic challenge like all the other before it and the new laundry room looks so pretty.

This week we drive north on Wednesday to the Semi-ah-moo Resort at the US/Canada border for our 4th Annual DDIR Family Assembly Retreat. We are just participants now, so it should be much easier (for us) than in previous years. After that we have a week to just enjoy the mountains, get some appointments done and then fly back to the True Love for the end of our summer boating adventure. We’ll blog again when we are back in Canada. Until then, thank you for reading!

Enjoy the hummingbirds from the mountains. They are all swarming and feeding before they head south. If this year is like the years before, all of the hummingbirds will have left the mountains for warmer climates by August 15th.

The Captain and the First Mate of the True Love!

Baby Seals, Stars & Fireballs

We’ve entered a well-needed break from stoic challenges. So we can share some fun stuff.

Amazing morning reflection view from PLI

Princess Louisa Stars and Fireball. Clear night skies and no moon equal great star watching and the Summer Triangle and Milky Way appeared before our eyes around 11 pm. One night we slept out on the upper deck to watch the stars throughout the night.

For the first time in our lives and probably the last (given the likelihood of seeing one) we saw a fireball. The photo is from the internet for reference. Apparently for every 200 hours of star watching you can expect to see one fireball meteor. The Captain and I figure we have done at least 200 hours of star watching in our lifetime together. At first it looked like a giant space station, but clearly it was too big and too bright. It was the size of a big pencil eraser in the sky. Jim called it 6 times the size and brightness of Venus. We think it would rate from a -9 to a -11 on the celestial brightness scale, which is about the brightness of a half moon. Because of the mountain ridge above us we only saw it for about 4 seconds and never heard a sonic boom or crash. But who knows?

Baby Seals: Princess Louisa Inlet is a breading ground for baby seals and we love watching them around the boat.

Very Dry and Warm: PLI was about as dry and warm as we have ever seen it. The waterfalls looked parched, flowing much less than usual. Some were completely dried out. So when the weather predicted a 24 hour rainstorm, we decided to hang out a bit longer and we were rewarded with a good rainfall. The trees rejoiced, the waterfalls refilled and the whole area smelled delicious.

Even the Captain and I went out to Kayak in the rain.

The “Dragon’s Toothpick” on Feather Falls is our name for the log that has been inexplicably perched there for over 12 years.
Chatterbox Falls chattering after the rain.

Sechelt Inlet Exploration: Yesterday we left PLI and cruised to Egmont before deciding to travel south through the Sechelt Rapids (aka Skookumchuck Rapids) and hopefully anchor near the cute town of Sechelt at the south end of the inlet. After a stop at the Backeddy for a yummy lunch we refilled the water tank and headed south. Passing through the Skookumchuck Rapids is serious business. Figuring out when slack tide was a bit complicated because our phone app “Aye Tide” had slack tide occurring 10 minutes earlier than the tide/current information in our Garmin Chartplotter. So we did it the Wylie Blanchet way, by observing it, watching two tugs go through and then passing through with visual confirmation of the near-slack current. As we passed through the rapids the kayakers at Rapids Rock waived at us while waiting for the current to get back into the “fun” zone (for them). We feature the Skook in the Curve of Time Podcast episodes 3 and 4: Adventure at the Skook and Finding Dad. On another fun note over 2000 people have listened to the podcast so far! Now we just need a contact with a movie/video producer so we can upgrade to streaming on Amazon, Disney, Paramount, or Max. So good readers, we would love your help if you know anyone who might meet with us!

Beautiful morning reflection in Jervis Inlet after leaving PLI

Sechelt Inlet was described to us as a “little PLI” and it is. It has two “side” inlets: Salmon Inlet and Narrows Inlet. Like PLI, those two side inlets go back into the BC Coast Mountain Range, but not as far, so unlike PLI there aren’t a lot of waterfalls. We got to the little town of Sechelt pretty easily, but late in the afternoon. Unfortunately it is just too close to the Georgia Strait so the wind was strong (20+ knots), and there was no dock space or anchorage for large boats, sooooo . . . Even though it was ate in the day we reversed course and headed north back up Sechelt Inlet until we got to Narrows Inlet and poked our bow in to take a look. It was exactly what we needed. As we approached the Tzoonie Narrows Rapids (“Tzoonie” is the native name for the river at the head of Narrows Inlet), it didn’t look difficult so we went right through. There is very little information on the area and the depths on the charts are rough “estimates” which is extremely hard for the lawyer brain of the Captain. If the chart says something, he assumes it must be true, but sometimes that’s not true at all, especially for the less traveled places like Narrows Inlet. We really need to use the charts for advisory purposes and move slowly around any possible anchorages to confirm the actual depths. I found a couple of spots that were just fine for me, but the Captain was still uncomfortable. We ended up near the head of the inlet and anchored, but were extremely tired after a long day.

This is a lovely area. Sitting on the upper helm last night the Captain heard repeated crashing noises in the forest which he described as either a bear or a troll. We are going with bear although, we haven’t seen one yet.

View from our anchorage near the head of Narrows Inlet.

Last night the stars twinkled brightly in both the sky and the reflection in the water, but we were too tired to stay up and enjoy them much. After a good night’s sleep last night however we expect to do some quality star watching tonight. Also we have been told that the bioluminescence in the water has been incredible around Egmont (abut 10 miles away), but we didn’t see any last night in Narrows Inlet. Hopefully, we will see some tonight and maybe some big shooting stars!

The stars were beautiful last night in the expansive sky of the inlet and we even saw the bioluminescence! This morning we go up early to head back out through the Skookumchuck and the Captain timed it perfectly at slack. We have definitely earned our Sk Rapids Merit Badge.

The Captain and the First Mate of the True Love!

The Stoic Challenges Continue

When we last left you we were waiting in Comox for our new outboard engine.

While waiting for engine installation we explored the quaint town of Comox by the Sea. Like all fantastic stops in the Salish Sea it has a great bakery with fresh baked sourdough bread, adorable shops, gelato, and a few good restaurants.

Dan delivered our tender with its new outboard installed at the end of the day, only 30 hours after we first contacted him, a true boat repair miracle! We did a bit of testing and it worked beautifully, much smoother and quieter than our reliable but 23 year old Honda outboard. It starts easily and is more powerful although our Honda was also rated at 40 HP. Unfortunately, the mechanic who did the install also, for reasons unknown and without asking us, disconnected and/or removed some of the old electrical wiring, including a conveniently located battery on/off switch that also powered the bilge pump and the chart plotter. None of us understood that choice, especially without calling to ask us about it. But, Dan came to the rescue and got the chart plotter working. We will need to go back to Comox to fix the bilge pump and reinstall the more convenient battery on/off switch before we head home.

Given our need to meet up with friends in two days, we decided to leave even though it was late for crossing the Strait of Georgia. The weather seemed good, we had overcome our outboard engine stoic challenge and we had moorage reserved at the Beach Garden Marina in Powell River waiting for us just two hours away. So we left Comox at 6:30 PM, with the idea that two hours later we would arrive and be tied up to the dock at 8:30 PM. Although that is later than we like, it was still doable given that sunset is around 9:20 PM up here at 50 degrees north latitude. So optimistically, we headed out to cross the Strait of Georgia. A cascade of Stoic Challenges followed.

“ No Man is more unhappy than he who never faces adversity. For he is not permitted to prove himself [or herself].”

Seneca

Let the Stoic Challenges Begin

Stoic challenge #1: The winds really kicked up. The waves were bigger than we like, the wind was blowing spray and it was definitely a bit uncomfortable. But, the stabilizers did their job and it was doable. We did have a bumper blow off in a big wave. But we were able to use it as a “man-overboard” drill and retrieved it really quite quickly. Patting each other on the back we continued on.

After crossing the Strait of Georgia, we rounded Texada Island but then the SE wind really kicked up. We were getting concerned that we would have trouble docking in the narrow confines of the little Garden Bay Marina, especially when it isn’t low tide. But, we were hopeful because it wasn’t yet high tide. Although, we were beginning to think that leaving Comox at 6:30 PM probably wasn’t a good idea.

Stoic Challenge #2: As we approached the marina we were pleased to see the marina’s break water blocking some of the wind at the dock, unfortunately there was a small sail boat right in the middle of our lovely 60 foot space. No one was working the dock at 8:45 PM and there was no place for us to land at the marina to tell the little sailboat to get out of our slip, and in any case we were far better equipped to deal with high winds and waves than the little sail boat that must have thanked their lucky stars to have found such a large dock space, at the end of the dock, late in the day, as a refuge from the high winds and waves.

So we continued south, past the marina, to the closest safe anchorage about an hour away in Thunder Bay. We hoped it would be out of the wind and doable. Clearly, we were getting tired and it was getting dark. And clearly leaving Comox so late was a bad idea. The wind, sea spray and dusk made it a challenge. But we have the protected lower helm, good windshield wipers and we worked together to watch for logs among the waves as we headed south.

We finally approached the turn into Jervis Inlet and hoped the wind and waves would calm down after we rounded Scotch Fir Point. They did! Only 30 minutes later we were in the calm waters of Thunder Bay. We dropped the anchor easily in relatively shallow water, showered and collapsed into bed looking forward to a good night’s sleep.

Stoic Challange #3: Bzzzzzzzz. . . A mosquito. Unfortunately, a mosquito was in the bedroom buzzing around our head. The Captain was so tired he said forget it. He would just let it eat him. I couldn’t let that happen. So we turned on the light. Attracted the sucker to a convenient location and fried it with our trusty hand-held, battery-powered bug zapper. That happened one more time before we collapsed into a deep, long sleep.

The next day we had planned a brief cruise to the nearby Harmony Islands. But the Captain wanted to explore other possible anchorages in the inlet first. The First Mate was looking forward to a shorter adventure. We looked at many little gunk holes for a possible place to anchor. The Captain was sure we would find something. But, it wasn’t to be, so we headed back to the Harmony Islands. The Harmony Islands are beautiful, but funky. You have to anchor in the middle of a narrow channel or shore tie.

Stoic Challenge #4: Another crappy shore tie. After much exploring we decided to shore tie in a really difficult spot with wind and current. It wasn’t pretty. It was hot. It took forever. We were not feeling the Harmony in Harmony Islands. I graded our performance a D+ which was better than the last shore tie of a D. The Captain gave us a C-. I felt that was grade inflation. After it was over we took the tender with our new lovely outboard out to explore where we could of anchored more easily. And I think we have learned where we could anchor in the channel like a few other boats without a shore tie. The Captain is always, in the first mate’s opinion, overly concerned with running aground. Clearly a valid concern, but taken too far it is annoying and overly limiting . Once again we ate and went to sleep exhausted, but we knew we would be able to easily cruise to the nearby Backeddy Marina at Egmont, where we had reserved dock space to meet up with our friends Ken and Maria the next evening. So all and all we had overcome a lot and we were going to be on time to get our friends and head in PLI for more bliss time.

Stoic Challenge #5: Yes, another stoic challenge. They say if life is too easy you won’t be ready for the serious stoic challenges that are inevitable in life. You’ll get soft and not be ready for the really big challenges when they come along. That’s certainly not going to happen to us! After waking up on Sunday morning in the Harmony Islands, we turned on the generator to charge the battery like we do every morning. That’s when the Stoic Challenge #5 began. The day before on our way to Harmony Islands the generator stalled out after running 90 minutes, which was highly unusual. But we were making water at the time, and the batteries were fully charged so we didn’t really think much about it. Our generator is regularly serviced and like our reliable Honda outboard has never before given us any trouble. Until this trip. Earlier in the trip the generator’s starter battery had died, but we just bought another one in Comox. Unfortunately, this time there was no easy fix for our generator problem.

I called Irvin at Gallery Marine for a consult. Again, we are so lucky to have people who care about us and will help in these situations. He thought we might have gotten some dirty fuel so I would have to change the fuel filters. As the ship’s engineer, or in any time in my 62 years, I’ve never done this before. Irvin asked us if we had extra filters. I knew we did, which surprised the Captain. I had made sure we had extras of everything we needed and they were organized in special containers. Irvin walked us through how to do it and we successfully changed the main fuel filter. Unfortunately, it did not correct the problem. We decided to start the engines, remove the shore tie and head to Egmont before changing the smaller fuel filter on the generator itself when we got to the dock. That also did not correct the problem. But I do now know how to change fuel filters!

Stoic Challenge #6: Finding a capable boat mechanic in the summer, in a small town, that has any available time, on a Sunday afternoon, is exceptionally rare: much rarer than seeing Orcas. But that was what we needed to “bleed” the fuel line in the generator to get out any air bubbles that might be impeding the fuel flow. I watched a YouTube video and knew that I could not do that without on-site help. I asked Danny, the Backeddy’s dock manager, and he said “yes” he knew someone local who was a great mechanic and who could help. He texted Mike and Mike told Danny that he could be there to take a look at the problem later Sunday afternoon!

So despite the many stoic challenges we faced, we were also being blessed by another boating miracle. We thought there was no chance we could find anyone that quickly. So we waited for Mike the mechanic to finish his 3 other Sunday projects and come to our dock.

Mike arrived, with his son Max about the same time Ken and Maria arrived at Egmont. Ken & Marie had a reservation for one night at one of the Backeddy’s little motel rooms, but they went to the Backeddy pub for dinner while we worked with Mike to diagnose the generator and hopefully fix it so that we could cruise into Princess Louisa Inlet with the flood tide on Monday morning.

Honestly, you never know the quality of the mechanic you are going to get in these situations. We’ve been very disappointed in the past. But Mike was amazing! He is a calm, thoughtful, intelligent and a remarkably capable and creative mechanic. He’s patient and a good teacher. I knew almost immediately that he would solve our problem.

Mike and I worked in the engine room together. We tried to “bleed the lines” by jump starting the fuel pump. Apparently the fuel filter turns on when the circuit board detects oil pressure. It is like what comes first, “the chicken or the egg” thing. But you can also jump start a fuel pump by connecting it directly to a 12 volt battery. Mike asked if we had electrical wire, ✔️ hay wire & duct tape ✔️, and we had a portable battery for jump starting (The Captain bought it just in case the tender battery died). We were glad to have it because it came in handy earlier in the trip when the generator’s dedicated battery died and it came in handy again to jump start the fuel pump on the generator itself. So in awe, I watched Mike create a jumper system for the little fuel pump “McGiver” style. I love the MacGyver TV show and so does Mike. In fact, his business is named “Mikegyver Mechanic”. We attached all the wires, added power and . . . Nothing. The fuel pump was clearly dead. As Miracle Max says in Princess Bride: “There’s a big difference between mostly dead and completely dead. Mostly dead is slightly alive. With completely dead, well, there is [nothing] you can do . . .” I quoted it and Mike, my brother from another mother, knew it was from Princess Bride. So we both knew we needed to get a new fuel pump and get it installed before the generator would work again.

Clearly, we were not going to leave the dock Monday morning. But Mike found a fuel pump that could be delivered by 9AM on Tuesday morning to an auto/marine parts store in Gibsons, which is about 90 minutes away by car. Fortunately, Ken & Maria have a car!

So, on Monday morning Ken and Maria moved their stuff to our boat on the dock and we hung around ate and drank, explored the nearby Skookumchuck tidal rapids with the tender and generally had a chill day hoping that the part would actually show up the next morning. The plan was for Ken and Jim to drive to get it first thing in the morning, then bring it back for Mike to install in the early afternoon. If everything went well, we could still cruise to Princess Louisa Inlet on Tuesday as long we left the dock at Egmont before 4 PM. While the boys were on their road trip to Gibsons, Maria and I enjoyed a nice walk along the rural roads of Egmont, did some laundry and waiting for news of the fuel pump.

Oh and we ran into the Peach Pie and her crew Sydney and Chris again. And yes that is stoic challenge mechanic hair on my head.

But first we must digress into our delicious meals. Ken is quite the chef and had purchased in Whistler (where he and Maria were before driving to Egmont) and along the way from there to Egmont, all sorts of amazing culinary supplies so that he could prepare 3 exquisite meals for their 3 day visit to the True Love. While at Whistler Ken and Maria had purchased and pre-souvied meats for the trip. Yes, Ken travels with his sou ve machine. Although we were still tied up to the dock at the Backeddy on our first night together we ate yummy salmon, garlic-cheese mashed potatoes and salad. It was an honor acting as Ken’s sous chef.

At 9:05 AM Monday the text came from Jim that the he had the replacement fuel pump in his hand and that Mike would meet us at the boat around noon. Hip Hip Hooray!

Maria also found and purchased the most amazing sourdough bread from “Ed’s Bred” in Whistler. We thought we had way too much bread, but it took only 24 hours for us to eat the loaf. It‘s a must stop if you are in Whistler. We even had a moment of silence when we ate the last piece.

Now we were on the clock again. To get into PLI, you have to transit the Malibu Rapids when they are close to slack tide, and that meant we had to leave the dock at Egmont no later than 4PM on Tuesday.

Mike arrived a little after noon and I joined him in the engine room again to watch, assist and learn how to install a fuel pump on the generator. I took lots of video and photos. But, it was complicated. I’m not sure I could do it even now. But Mike is a real pro. After it was installed we tested it by jumping it, this time using the mini jumper cables that come with the part and voila! It came to life! Fantastic. With the pump humming along we were able to bleed the fuel lines of air and then gave the generator another try. And ….. nothing! The generator would still not start no mater how long we cranked it. Now what?

But “MacGyver” Mike wouldn’t give up. We called Irvin back in Seattle and brainstormed what could be causing the problem. After much discussion and analyzing we decided something wasn’t telling the oil pump to turn on the fuel pump. Apparently there is a circuit board on the generator that is supposed to do that. Irvin, who is no spring chicken, had never seen a circuit board go bad in a generator during his entire career as a boat mechanic. But there is a first time for everything. And everyone realized that there is no way we were ever going to get another circuit board in time to go to Princess Louisa on Tuesday or Wednesday, and Ken & Maria had to be back from PLI on Thursday to drive back to Vancouver and catch their Friday morning flight back to Southern California. So Mike and Irvine discussed creating a manual bypass switch. We had about 45 minutes left.

Mike went to his truck to look for a “MacGyver” bypass switch. He returned with wire and an old switch from a Winnebago. He quickly attached the switch to the proper place near the circuit board. Then Mike used the special jumper cable to connect it to the fuel filter. The moment of truth arrived. Turn on the switch, then turn on the generator and . . . It worked! Beautifully! Hearing the lovely hum of our generator again was wonderful. We cheered, hugged, paid Mike gratefully for his amazing problem solving and left the dock at 3:45 PM, with just 15 minutes to spare.

Mike’s magic “MacGyver” switch!

After a beautiful cruise we traversed Malibu Rapids and entered PLI. As we reached the end of the 4-mile-long inlet surrounded by tall mountains and waterfalls we noticed that our usual anchorage spot was taken. Bummer! But one of the 4 mooring buoys was available. Great! It’s been quite a while since we have used a mooring buoy because in Washington State, the mooring buoy’s at marine parks are limited to boats less than 40 feet long (our boat is 57 feet long). But here at PLI, there are five buoys for boats up to 70 feet long. And the one open buoy was in the perfect location, close to one of the small waterfalls and with a clear view of the big waterfall at the head of the inlet (Chatterbox Falls). I quickly deployed the paddle board so that I could thread the bow line through the buoy and hand it back to to tie off. Given how tired I was, it was another blessing in disguise that we didn’t have to shore tie, which would have taken at least another 30 minutes.

Chatterbox falls is in it’s summer dry season, but it is still quite powerful and chattering.

We made it! Let the bliss begin! Ken made us a delicious arugula salad and steak. The last 2 days we have enjoyed the inlet together floating, kayaking, and paddle boarding on the warm salt water (over 72 degrees at the surface!) and celebrating life with good wine, great food and interesting conversations. Ken’s third meal was roasted lamb with warm spinach salad and red potatoes. Ken & Maria left yesterday on the fast tour boat that takes tourists to and from PLI each day. They will now fly back home while we will spend the next few days here at PLI before heading out again for more adventures.

It’s a little cumbersome to turn the generator on and off now because we have to climb down into the engine room and manually turn on and off the fuel pump and the main switch at the same time. But it’s purring again now whenever we ask it to recharge the batteries or power the watermaker. Hopefully, we are done with our stoic challenges for awhile, but you can be sure that if we are faced with a new challenge that we will overcome it, sometimes by ourselves and sometimes with a little help from our friends Mike, Irvin and Dan!

Let the Adventure Continue . . .

The Captain and the First Mate of the True Love

Dent Bliss, Jet Boat Thrill & Then The Stoic Challenges

We really have had a lovely week. As expected Dent Island filled us with great food, loving care, a jet boat thrill ride and tranquility. We’ve never taken the jet boat ride before. But his year the “Super Moon”tides were creating some super big tidal rapids nearby and Trish told us there were surprisingly a couple of spaces still available. Oh my what a thrill! Riding on the flat bottom jet boat is the only safe way to experience the powerful, bubbling tidal rapids that surround Dent Island. As intelligent boaters, we work hard to schedule our arrival at Dent at “slack” tide to avoid being caught in even mild rapids. But the jet boat can go out even when the rapids are at peak tide! It also is a perfect time to get up close to the eagles as they swarm and dive to catch the hake fish that get stunned by the churning water and then rise to the surface where they are scooped up like eagle potato chips. We’ve only seen this once before in the area when our California friends Greg and Carolyn were visiting for a few days.

Devil’s Hole in Dent Rapids can get so big in the perfect conditions that you can’t see the bottom. This was plenty big for us!
Arryn Rapids are the most dangerous and the current is strong a long time. But it was no problem for the jet boat and Justin’s amazing skills.

We left Dent yesterday. Because of the continued strong NW winds we headed south to a lovely new anchorage (for us), Walsh Cove. It’s one of the beautiful Desolation Sound Marine Parks and offers stern tie chains to make it easier to anchor in the deep but protected waters there.

The spot was recommended to us at Dent by John and Nancy of the “Sea Esta” and it didn’t disappoint. Unfortunately, we were a mess with our shore tie procedure. My tender technique didn’t improve. The Captains advice wasn’t helpful. The extreme low tide made climbing up to the chain a bit challenging. I saw a snake cross my path as I was climbing! The stress bloomed exponentially. Eventually, after exerting way too much effort and making many mistakes we anchored with a good shore tie. We were both exhausted however and separated with very little speaking. I went for a cool down float in the 72 degree warm water. The Captain went up to relax in the sunshine on the top deck. Neither of us were ready to discuss our crappy performances, individually or as a team, until much later.

But that wasn’t the biggest “stoic challenge” of the day. Lounging on the pizza floatie, I looked over at the tender and noticed a strange crack on the lower shaft of the 40 HP outboard engine, right next to where the propeller was. It looked wrong. I took pictures and texted our support team back in Seattle. Alex responded immediately that it was a very big deal and we really shouldn’t use the engine anymore! Oh no!

We have no idea how it happened. It looked like there was quite the impact that took a chunk out of the bottom of the outboard and cracked it, exposing key components to sea water and releasing the oil that fills the lower engine shaft and lubricates the drive train that transmits the power of the engine to the propeller. The only thing we could think of was that it happened when we returned from an amazing dinner with our friends at the Laughing Oyster back to a spectacular anchorage in Isabella Bay off of Oakover Inlet. The strong NW winds were against us and the water was quite rough. We do remember hearing a big thunk and slamming down a bit, but we thought is was just a big wave. Maybe it was something else? Who knows?

After a “calm before the storm” lovely dinner we showered and I knew in the morning I was going to have to wake up and get busy finding a replacement outboard engine ASAP. There is no way we could get a part and have it replaced anytime soon, and at 20 years old, the salt-water-cooled outboard engine was reaching the end of its useful life anyway.

As soon as I woke up, I checked my email and Irvin, another of our other lifeline boat service guru in Seattle concurred with Alex and repeated twice in his email: DO NOT DRIVE THE TENDER. We then called Jim’s brother Doug, our third expert, to get advice about which brand would be the best replacement (assuming we had a choice).

Our outboard is 20 years old and we were thinking of replacing it next year. Time to move up that timetable! Because we have our trusty Starlink Satelite now I could actually make calls and use the internet even though there was no cellular service at Walsh Cove.

The Captain/Barista made my latte and I went to work on the internet and phone. After about an hour and a half we had three possible choices. Now we had to wait for quotes and verification that the service people had time on Friday to install a new outboard motor assuming we could find one in stock somewhere nearby.

So instead of a glorious day kayaking and blissing out we untied the beautiful shore tie, lifted anchor and headed out. I kept of my communication with my three options: Egmont – the easiest best choice for our next scheduled rendezvous with friends; Comox – second easiest only 5 hours out of our way; and a deep back up in Nanaimo (10 hours away) for mid July. In the end, Comox had a 40 HP Yamaha engine and they said they could install it tomorrow!

Cruising around Desolation area there are lots of humpbacks. We love seeing them and feel that they join us on our life travels as the migrate from Hawaii to the Salish Sea. We also saw humpbacks in the distance as we head to Comox. We took it as a positive sign. That “every little thing is gonna be alright”!

Next challenge, navigating into Comox at an extreme low tide. We are completely unfamiliar with the area and of course we didn’t have the highly recommended chart suggested in the Waggoner guide. Luckily, it wasn’t very windy so navigating the drying shoal was pretty easy. But, there wasn’t room at the dock unless we “rafted” onto another boat. We have never rafted in 14 years of boating. The idea of tying up to another boat and walking over it to get to the dock is extremely unappealing. But we did it with the help of the lovely young women, Teagan, at the marina. We were stressed, but she was chill and very skilled. She couldn’t believe we had never rafted before. Oh well. By the time all this was over, exhaustion set in and I was “good for nothing”, as the saying goes. We could have dropped the kayaks and enjoyed the area and the low tide, but I just couldn’t rally.

Tomorrow morning we will meet Dan from Parker Marine at the nearby boat launch at 7:30 AM where he will bring his trailer to scoop up the True Love Tender, take it over to his shop and install the new 200 pound, 40 HP outboard. If all goes as planned (🤞🏽) we will grab breakfast, reprovision our food supplies and the tender and its new outboard engine will be ready so we can leave the dock sometime in the afternoon. Then we will cross back over the Strait of Georgia and return to the Garden Bay Marina in the Powell River area where we will be perfectly positioned to head back to Egmont and meet up with our friends Ken and Maria Kribel on Sunday night so that on Monday morning, we can ride the flood back into PLI for our second sojourn there of the summer. Wish us luck!

Time for bed.

The Captain and the First Mate of the True Love!

Update: The tender handoff went off without a hitch this morning. Outboard installation is underway. Looks hopeful. We walked around the town of Comox and did some reprovisioning. Also, turns out our dock hand, Tegan, is only 14. She wanted to work with the marina and kept bringing her resume in so they finally agreed to hire her. We told them she is a keeper. They of course agree.

Sustainable Bliss vs Dramatic Adventure

The theme of this year’s cruising True Love Adventure is more “sustainable bliss” vs dramatic adventure. To be clear cruising on the Salish Sea always has a bit of adventure. Navigating the needed upkeep and repairs to our 20 year old boat and navigating the weather, currents and tides always creates a sense of adventure. But we have decided that, this year, whenever possible, to take it slow and not push it. So far so good!

We left Seattle on Fathers Day in the afternoon, after joining in on an alumni zoom gathering of our “Awake and Alive” living with cancer group. It’s always so amazing to share survival and care stories with people who have a shared perspective on life and healing. After that, we left our home marina in Seattle and cruised north, stopping first at Langley, on the SE side of Whidbey Island. The weather was gloomy, but the winds were calm and we were able to stay just ahead of the big squalls that you can see on our chart plotter. We docked easily and the Lady Washington pulled in behind us. What a beautiful old sailing ship!

Langley is home to some very special friends and frankly we don’t visit often enough. It is where we did our first “Awake and Alive Living with Cancer” retreat in 2015 and home to “Healing Circles” where people dealing with serious illness and life challenges gather regularly to help each other. This trip we were able to meet up with so many special friends. First, we had a yummy dinner with Erica. She picked us up at the dock, drove us to her home, cooked us dinner where we shared the most important things happening in our lives and the wonderful views of her farm.

Heading back to the boat we noticed the Peach Pie, owned by our friends Sydney and Christopher Gorrell, who we met recently in Hawaii. They just happened to stop there for the night on a cruise from Edmonds to Anacortes. It’s a small world!

The next morning we were picked up again by our friends Carol and Laired Vanetta for breakfast before we were delivered into Langley where we walked around before connecting with our other dear friend Diana Lindsey. Clearly we have to go back to Langley more often!

From Langley we headed north again to Oak Harbor to buy some of the lowest priced diesel in WA. Seven years ago we payed $1.47/gallon. This year the price was $4.20/gallon and we considered ourselves lucky. We always fill the tank before heading to Canada where diesel is 25% more, even after the discount for paying with Canadian dollars. Fully refueled, we traveled north again through Deception Pass at the north tip of Whidbey Island, on our way to a cozy overnight anchorage in Hunters Bay on the SE corner of Lopez Island, one of the San Juan Islands, the northern most islands in Washington State.

In past years we would have pushed ourselves to go all the way from the San Juans to Nanaimo in one long day so we could dash from there farther north to Egmont and then the next day into Princess Louisa Inlet (PLI), our all-time favorite anchorage in the Sunshine Coast of British Columbia. But applying our “sustainable bliss” decision rule we chose instead to cruise only a few hours the next day to Cabbage Island, just across the US-Canada border and our favorite anchorage in this area. If the winds are calm or from the south this a perfect first stop in Canadian waters. We were a bit concerned because the weather report talked about strong northwest winds overnight “near” Vancouver Island. As is often the case with Canadian marine forecasts, that is not very clear. What does “near” mean in Canadian weather speak? Who knows? We decided to take a look and see what the winds were like. We could always move further on if we needed to.

Clearly, and thankfully, Cabbage Island was not “near”enough. The winds were perfectly calm that evening, all night, and the next day, and because it is relatively early in the season there was room for us to anchor and enjoy kayaking, paddle boarding two beautiful sunsets.

Jim is a a 45 year cancer survivor, which is a miracle. Over the past 11 years we’ve been dealing with the downstream health issues from the radiation including his near-fatal heart attack in 2012 and other newer issues like muscle wasting. It’s a bit of a mystery but, we are adapters and experiential learners. The solution for us has been sustainable bliss, mindfulness, Qi Gong and working harder on strength and flexibility. To that end, we added regular yoga to our lives so he can continue to do things like get into the kayak, and it paid off. Jim got into and out of his kayak, without a problem. As Dori says, “just keep swimming!”

Again applying our sustainable bliss principle we stayed a second night. There were so many eagles around we had a blast kayaking and listening to them communicate. A couple of them flew through the forest like Star Wars flying speeder bikes.

Both nights we were treated to spectacular sunsets.

You can hear the Eagles’ wings as they fly over us!

One of my goals from this year was to be in Ganges on Salt Spring Island on Friday night so we could go to the Farmers Market on Saturday morning and buy some of the magical sourdough rye bread that is sold there. Another draw is Moby’s Pub where they sell duck wings rather than chicken wings. From Cabbage Island we had an easy 2 hour cruise to Salt Spring Island and we docked on Friday afternoon with time to dine on duck wings, ribs and homemade pie (with left overs), listen to a lovely musician and get some laundry done. Perfect!

The next morning I got the Captain up early so we could secure our bread before it sold out at the Salt Spring Farmers Market. The utterly charming collection of playful booths full of food, fresh donoughts, organic veggies, hippy charms, art and of course bread make it a must visit.

The luthier (Terry) who made my favorite Ukulele has a booth there and I needed him to look at a small crack that I had recently discovered in my Uke. Unfortunately, someone had knocked into it at the mountains and although it doesn’t affect the sound, I would like it repaired. He connected me with “Rick”, Terry’s gifted string instrument repair person. Rick is in Victoria (the southern tip of Vancouver Island and the capital of British Columbia) so we hope to meet up with him there on our cruise south at the end of Summer.

We planned to spend two nights at the dock at Salt Spring, but those predicted winds were howling, but from the south right into us knocking us into the dock for a noisy and rocky stay. Looking at another night of creaking and rocking the Captain suggested we leave at 6 and head to nearby Montague Harbour where we could have a quieter night.

I was concerned that leaving late in the day after a really full day of walking twice into town pushed the limits on our “sustainable bliss” goal. But persistent southerly winds and waves were making our time at the dock in Ganges really uncomfortable, and as the Captain pointed out, Montague Habour was only about an hour away and a place where we have anchored many times. So despite my concerns, we left Ganges and cruised over to Montague.

The Captain’s intuition was correct (this time). It didn’t take long on our journey from Salt Spring to Montague to escape the winds and waves. And we got to enjoy another fabulous sunset in calm waters!

From Montague it was an easy cruise the next day to Nanaimo, another of our favorite stops and a perfect place to prepare for the sometimes difficult crossing of the Strait of Georgia to get to the mainland side of where our favorite fjords (like Princess Louisa Inlet) are located. But before we left I used one of my new favorite power tools to blow up the bumpers. The cruise from Montague to Nanaimo was gorgeous, sunny and calm.

We connected with Hawaii friends, Marylin and Don Harvey, who recently moved to a community just north of Naniamo. They drove to us and stopped by for a quick visit on the True Love. Then they joined us for a yummy dinner at one of our favorite restaurants Astera Taverna (which specializes in Greek food).

In nice weather crossing the Strait of Georgia from Nanaimo east to the mainland is easy. In winds it can be brutal. It’s where we had one of our scariest adventures, involving storms and smoke and it inspired Episode 2 of the Curve of Time Podcast. The blog post is in some old software I can’t locate. This year the forecast looked good and the crossing was easy. Four hours later we were docked at the Back Eddy Marina in Egmont where we had a nice meal on the deck and watched a beautiful sunset. Next stop Princess Louisa. But first the Orcas.

We woke up to a lazy morning and as we were enjoying our yogurt parfaits the Captain spotted the first orcas of the day. It was one of the biggest Orcas we’ve ever seen. Then we saw them again so we we decided to quickly leave the dock and get closer.

Not the best photo but this was a VERY big Orca.
In this photo you can see the many seals hiding among the rocks from the giant orcas nearby.

As we made are way down Jervis Inlet toward PLI we encountered a second pair of Orcas. The orca escort continued until we had to journey on to make it easily to the tidal rapid entrance to PLI at slack tide.

Sunny, warm and calm, the journey up Jervis Inlet was perfect and we listened to music and danced along.

And the entrance to the inlet through Malibu Rapids was the calmest we’ve ever seen it, so we timed it perfectly! Once in PLI we made our way to our favorite anchorage with its two “private” waterfalls.

In past years, the Captain would do the shore tie with the tender while I stayed with the boat. This year we thought it would be best if I climbed the shore and the Captain stayed on board. The only problem is that I’m not as good at maneuvering the tender. But with a little trial and error, I figured it out. Going forward onto shore was pretty easy, but backing out in the correct direction created a little more challenge. I know if was tough for the Captain to watch me as I figured it out. But we succeeded.

The gloriously sunny weather continues, the water is a warm 71 degrees and I quickly deployed the blow up pizza and paddle board so we could float and cool off. In late June the days are long. And the best way to cool off in the afternoon heat is in the water. Floating on the water, in the sun, and listening to the waterfalls is truly heaven and is in perfect harmony with our goal of Sustainable Bliss.

Princess Louisa continues to amaze and inspire us. The mountains, the calm water, the remoteness and the magical anchorage just doesn’t get old or boring. We will travel into to PLI 3 times this summer, sharing our favorite place with friends and family.

When we woke up yesterday, the captain checked the weather forecast for the next few days. We now have connectivity through our Starlink Satellite. Although installation wasn’t as smooth as we expected – go figure — it is nice to have the safety net of internet onboard. We were a little worried that we wouldn’t be able to control our “screen time” but it wasn’t a problem at all. And it does let us spend a little time clearing out all the junk daily instead of coming out of an isolated area to 500+ emails and messages.

Anyway, we checked the weather and it predicted a strong Northwest wind Friday and Saturday. This update would make it difficult to make our next destination: Dent Island on July 3rd. Although we planned another night in PLI, we decided to muster after breakfast and clean up our floaty toys to head out a day early. And I’m sure glad we did. It’s sunny, but the wind has arrived. We are now safely docked at the Garden Bay Marina in Powell River. And we have the extra blessing of connecting with other Canadian friends we met in Hawaii who are going to fly down on their private plane from Revelstoke to connect. As Paul Simon wrote: “We live in an age of miracles and wonders.”

Powell River is a major town (15,000+ residents) so my next project is to go to Staples and print a bunch of of my Curve of Time Podcast posters to hand out at a few key marinas and resorts. I’ll let you know how that turned out in my next blog.