Today’s journey will be shorter, so we didn’t pull out of Rescue Bay until 8 a.m. We’ve left “big water” behind for the next few days and will be traveling narrower passages with mountains climbing straight up out of the water, Greg and Terry tell us. Greg says this is where the “REAL” Inside Passage begins. Our 400-gallon water tank is about ¾ empty, which we’re told is excellent for a week into the trip, however, the village of Klemtu fronting on Finlayson Channel on Swindle Island is our last chance to “water up” until Prince Rupert, or possibly Ketchikan. It began raining shortly after we left Rescue Bay, so Greg turned the radar on as the fog is also heavy, though sitting a couple hundred feet above the water. We reached Klemtu, a small First Nation village, about 10 am only to find it all closed up as it’s Sunday morning. Even the tiny grocery store was dark and locked. However, there’s a water spigot at the floating dock, so we tied up, and Greg filled the water tank while Terry and Cathryn went up the steep ramp (low tide) to the only pay phone here. We’d bought an International Phone Card before leaving home, and since Cathryn’s T-Mobile cell phone hasn’t had a signal in 3 days, and no internet since Squirrel Cove on Tuesday, she wanted to try to make a phone call. Cathryn called her parents and it was good to hear their voices. All is well at home. We’ve discovered again, as we learned when we were traveling to and from Baja earlier this year, that T-Mobile has lousy coverage compared to Verizon, as Terry has cell service MANY more places than we do. It’s still raining lightly, though not really cold as there’s little wind.
Today’s journey will be shorter, so we didn’t pull out of Rescue Bay until 8 a.m. We’ve left “big water” behind for the next few days and will be traveling narrower passages with mountains climbing straight up out of the water, Greg and Terry tell us. Greg says this is where the “REAL” Inside Passage begins. Our 400-gallon water tank is about ¾ empty, which we’re told is excellent for a week into the trip, however, the village of Klemtu fronting on Finlayson Channel on Swindle Island is our last chance to “water up” until Prince Rupert, or possibly Ketchikan. It began raining shortly after we left Rescue Bay, so Greg turned the radar on as the fog is also heavy, though sitting a couple hundred feet above the water. We reached Klemtu, a small First Nation village, about 10 am only to find it all closed up as it’s Sunday morning. Even the tiny grocery store was dark and locked. However, there’s a water spigot at the floating dock, so we tied up, and Greg filled the water tank while Terry and Cathryn went up the steep ramp (low tide) to the only pay phone here. We’d bought an International Phone Card before leaving home, and since Cathryn’s T-Mobile cell phone hasn’t had a signal in 3 days, and no internet since Squirrel Cove on Tuesday, she wanted to try to make a phone call. Cathryn called her parents and it was good to hear their voices. All is well at home. We’ve discovered again, as we learned when we were traveling to and from Baja earlier this year, that T-Mobile has lousy coverage compared to Verizon, as Terry has cell service MANY more places than we do. It’s still raining lightly, though not really cold as there’s little wind.
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