FitzHugh Sound

Green Island Anchorage
We left Lagoon Cove at dawn along with M/V Jericho, planning to round the corner at Cape Caution and transit Queen Charlotte Sound in reasonable flat water. It had been sunny and windy along the Central Coast for days, with pesky northwesterlies adding chop on top of ocean swells, but the 4 a.m. weather report from Egg Island Lightstation sounded encouraging. Of course the Capt had alternate Plan B (and C and D) if conditions deteriorated, but it turned out to be an easy crossing.

Photo: Addenbroke Lightstation

New to us, Green Island Anchorage is a cozy spot north of Addenbroke Lightstation and close to FitzHugh Sound. Close means we don't have to travel extra miles just to run in and out again, always a good thing if you're in a hurry. No hurry for us this year. This site was pretty and the absence of drift logs on the beach means it's well protected. The name, not noted on our charts, just might come from a distinctive shrub and berry-covered little islet inside.

Photo: It Really Is A Green Island

On past crossings after rounding Cape Caution we have anchored in Fury Cove or Little Frypan Bay on Penrose Island, just north of Rivers Inlet. Today it was worth traveling ten miles farther north to check out this quiet anchorage near the entrance to Fish Egg Inlet. We explored parts of Fish Egg in the late 1990s. This sprawling inlet was a wilderness then, uncharted until 1991; an isolated wild, remote, quiet rainforest of a place. Intriguing, but not compelling enough that we've been drawn to return and explore further.

Kisameet Bay
Jericho stopped to fish enroute to Kisameet while we continued on to anchor. The bay was empty when we arrived, so we dropped the hook in our favorite spot behind an island, well-protected from wind and swell but with a view outside to check the conditions outside in Fisher Channel. 

Photo: View from Inside Kisameet Bay Looking Outside to Fitzhugh Sound

Kisameet feels so remote, situated well away from towns or active settlements, but the crumbling cabin on the point gives evidence of activity here some time in the past. I can only imagine the stories that cabin could share

Jericho arrived to raft alongside us with an invitation to join them for a fresh halibut dinner. Yum!