On the way to Baker Inlet |
Entrance to Baker Inlet |
Magical! That is all
I’m going to say about Baker Inlet, one of our favorite anchorages in BC. Well…, okay…, maybe I’ll say harrowing
too. Not the inlet, but the
entrance. First, you announce a Securite῀
warning on the radio - alerting anyone coming the other way - since it is a blind
entrance.
Hairpin Turns |
Once you turn the corner, you
are facing several sharp hairpin turns, skinnier than a New York runway model. Our boat barely holds a course with swirling
eddies pushing us around like a plastic bathtub toy. And did I mention the rock ledges on either
side?
We traversed through here in 2012
but the passage was drenched in fog and I guess we didn’t actually see the
dangers looming – or maybe we went through during slack tide –as recommended – but
not this time. For all the rapids we
worried about on this trip that turned out to be flacid water, this was
not one of those crossings. It was a
nail biter requiring four eyes focused on the passage. But it is so beautiful, I take my two eyes and
head to the bow to photograph the natural beauty, leaving Jim to his own navigation skills.
Several miles back into the inlet it ends in a cove
surrounded by tree covered mountains and snowcapped mountains in the
distance. It is rumored that bear,
wolves and deer can be seen roaming the shore.
But all we saw were hungry seagulls.
The Cove |
The next morning we awake to fog and it is even more beautiful. I think the sun is too loud and showy for this place.
We finally spot a bear and we jump into the dinghy and head over to watch him forage grasses.
He is none too happy to see us but he seems amenable to a quiet
stand-off. Later, we hear loons calling
as they swim by and a bald headed harbor seal pops his head up to check out our
presence.
Hitch Hiker |
Sunset Baker Inlet |
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