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Please, please, please, can I? Please let me go, I will be careful, I’ll dress warm and I’ll listen. My friend Alice as I will call her for this storey, is going out for the Easter weekend on the sea ice. Her family is travelling with two skidoos and two Komatiks to hunt seals on the long...

Black round rock faces escape from months of imprisonment below the ice and snow. Heat radiates back from the smooth rock “mountain” that provides the backdrop for the tiny village of Coppermine which is located on the shores of the Arctic Ocean. Small hands escape from mittens and crowd together...

In the back of a station wagon five kids pause in their bickering to push noses up against the long side window of the car. Dusk is creeping down the sharp mountain canyons casting a rosy glow over the limestone and shale. Far, far below on the curving highway along the Columbia River, a huge movie...

Our school continues to grade eight. Grade eight and grade seven share the same classroom. If we were still living in Fort Good Hope N.W.T. I would have to go to residential school in Inuvik for grade seven. I now live in Coppermine, which is located on the shores of the Arctic Ocean in the North...

…We streak (literally) towards the dock. Waves crash over us and the dock as we try to reach Audrey. Grenville Channel, south of Prince Rupert, is deep, dark, long and narrow. Without a north wind, it is well protected. With the north wind a-blowing you are in a wind funnel from hell. Fortunately...

We are aboard The Audrey Eleanor; a custom-built fifty-four foot 1948 wooden yacht headed north to Alaska. After a near disaster with two multi-million dollar U.S. yachts at the Prince Rupert Yacht Club in Prince Rupert B.C. We are ready to take on Dixon Entrance. This is our first salt water crewing...

Spring is late coming to call in Pender Harbour this year. Does that make you in the north feel better? Now you should know that by late I mean the cherry blossoms are out, but the froths of pink flowers haven’t formed archways along the streets yet. This is the beginning of April. Looking up Gunboat...

The Captain, Rick Cousins spent the winter retrofitting Audrey in McLean’s shipyard in Prince Rupert B.C. McLean’s shipyard is reputed to be one of the oldest working shipyards on the west coast. This a great place to be when you have an old boat. I had to return to Whitehorse, as our home there...

…she had tried to tie herself to a wall in the rolling galley. The thought of leaving Shearwater by sea is too traumatic. If I am jumping ship this is my last chance to do so. Shearwater is located on Denny Island across the water from Bella Bella, a native seaside community located...

We are docked at the government wharf in Deep Bay on Vancouver Island.The Coast Guard weather report is calling for another night of hurricane force winds after a night of record snowfall in an area that didn’t expect it. We sit in the dark and wait, the lights on the dock fade in and out...

For a quick escape into the wilder, wilderness of Alaska aboard the ‘speed demon’ Audrey Eleanor takes approximately 2 hours and is roughly 30 K. We love to cruise behind Sullivan Island, south of Haines, Alaska and swing on the hook for few days of solitude. The warmth of friends who...

In the previous Adventure, The Audrey Eleanor managed to navigate Whiterock passage and find moorage at the government dock at Read Island. The owner of the little country store has invited the crew to come ashore and visit her island home… Stone staircases lead upward from the rock walkway we...

It is a beautiful HOT spring day as we leave Juneau, Alaska (the capital city of Alaska) heading for Haines on the last leg of our trip to home moorage in Haines, Alaska. We are crewing our 1948 wooden Yacht, the Audrey Eleanor from Prince Rupert, B.C. Canada. The sky is a brilliant blue that...

Audrey pulled away her moorage in Haines, Alaska on July 26, 2006. Haines was difficult to leave; we’d established wonderful friendships on the docks and in the community as well. Richard from the Eleanor S would no longer commission us to spy on his daughter, she sometimes spent the night onboard...