We departed at 6.45am again hoping to get to Queens cove before the 30 knot winds appeared. This time we were in luck. It was calm, only 5 knots of wind but it was foggy so we navigated our way past rugged point under radar. Once a couple of miles offshore the fog cleared a bit so that visibility was about ½ a mile.
Queens cove was empty except for a loggers or fishers camp on the south shore. I went exploring in the Kayak, had a look at an old wreck and paddled up Park River as far as I could go. Linger Longer and Loon came into the anchorage. Jude and Katya had baked some muffins and Katya strapped a sign to herself and went on a muffin delivery mission to the other boats. Taylor and George very kindly agreed to “lend” us Roscoe for the night and it was great to have a dog on board again. Roscoe got a lot of attention that night.