Deep Bay, B.C.
Cries of Furies
Nonfiction, Travel, Canada, Western Canada, Adventure & Literary Travel, Biography & Memoir
| Author: | Dawn Kostelnik | ISBN: | 9781927812594 |
| Publisher: | Kobo | Publication: | May 10, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Dawn Kostelnik |
| ISBN: | 9781927812594 |
| Publisher: | Kobo |
| Publication: | May 10, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Audrey is moored in Deep Bay, B.C. on the mid-section of Vancouver Island. We had crossed the sandbar in front of Comox early the following day. This is a notoriously rough area because it is shallow and the waves stack. The range markers lead you directly from Georgia Straight towards Vancouver Island. What this translates into is you are taking it on the “beam”. Audrey doesn’t like taking it on the beam, she rocks and rolls and wants to fall on her side into the sea. Known with dread as ‘broaching’.
We don’t have a choice as to our approach to land. The waves were pushing 15 feet and higher in height further out. We are tired of being beat up, our assumption was that once we were in the Vancouver Island area the seas would be a little gentler; this would make life a little easier, not so.
You have more protection from the open seas in Johnston Straight, the swells don’t get as big, but the winds howl down the straights and whip the water into a frenzy of waves. BIG waves, there was a 35 foot fishing boat trying to make it into harbour in front of us. He disappeared from sight as he dropped into the trough before climbing the small mountain of water in front of him only to disappear over the top again. Oh god, oh god!
Audrey is moored in Deep Bay, B.C. on the mid-section of Vancouver Island. We had crossed the sandbar in front of Comox early the following day. This is a notoriously rough area because it is shallow and the waves stack. The range markers lead you directly from Georgia Straight towards Vancouver Island. What this translates into is you are taking it on the “beam”. Audrey doesn’t like taking it on the beam, she rocks and rolls and wants to fall on her side into the sea. Known with dread as ‘broaching’.
We don’t have a choice as to our approach to land. The waves were pushing 15 feet and higher in height further out. We are tired of being beat up, our assumption was that once we were in the Vancouver Island area the seas would be a little gentler; this would make life a little easier, not so.
You have more protection from the open seas in Johnston Straight, the swells don’t get as big, but the winds howl down the straights and whip the water into a frenzy of waves. BIG waves, there was a 35 foot fishing boat trying to make it into harbour in front of us. He disappeared from sight as he dropped into the trough before climbing the small mountain of water in front of him only to disappear over the top again. Oh god, oh god!
