Midsummer Nights

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Midsummer Nights
This trip has not exactly been lazy but it’s felt like it on one count.   We invariably get up long after daybreak and go to bed long before dusk. Midnight summer nights are short.   Approaching the solstice days got longer.  Then we managed to sail right past the solstice and the days are still getting longer.   We’ve added a little north to each of our westward passages and now we are seriously moving north.   
All the same it’s rather sad that our normal need for sleep  – trips like this are work – have caused us to miss the spectacular light shows of dawn and sunset.    But during our short stay at Sullivan Bay, it rained most of the afternoon so we’d napped and then had a late dinner.  At ten pm I finally made it out to walk around this charming village that floats in 170 feet of water in front of a wooded mountainside.  The main street is a boardwalk lined with homes and a restaurant, at the end of which is the grocery store and the fuel dock.   
Sullivan Bay in the Broughton Islands is the last bit of civilization before cruisers move out into Queen Charlotte Strait and up the coast.  To get an idea of how far west it is, note the arrows on the sign indicating that Vancouver is 309 miles away and Seattle is 315.   Yes, I suppose we should check the accuracy of this but still:  we “wested” and now we’re “northing”.
At about 10:20 I took this shot of the pilot’s house; I think it conveys the mood of the settlements and their people here.   Then returning to Aurora about 10 minutes later I saw the cloud drapped blues of a long day that seemed almost to be resisting darkness. 

This trip hasn’t exactly been lazy but it’s felt like it on one count.   We invariably get up long after daybreak and go to bed long before dusk.   Midnight summer nights are short.   Approaching the solstice days got longer.  Then we managed to sail right past the solstice and the days are still getting longer.   We’ve added a little north to each of our westward passages and now we are seriously moving north.   

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All the same it’s rather sad that our normal need for sleep  – trips like this are work – have caused us to miss the spectacular light shows of dawn and sunset.    But during our short stay at Sullivan Bay, it rained most of the afternoon so we’d napped and then had a late dinner.  At ten pm I finally made it out to walk around this charming village that floats in 170 feet of water in front of a wooded mountainside.  The main street is a boardwalk lined with homes and a restaurant, at the end of which is the grocery store and the fuel dock.   

Sullivan Bay in the Broughton Islands is the last bit of civilization before cruisers move out into Queen Charlotte Strait and up the coast.  To get an idea of how far west it is, note the arrows on the sign indicating that Vancouver is 309 miles away and Seattle is 315.   Yes, I suppose we should check the accuracy of this but still:  we “wested” and now we’re “northing”.

IMG_7451At about 10:20 I took this shot of the pilot’s house; I think it conveys the mood of the settlements and their people here.   

Then returning to Aurora about 10 minutes later, I saw the cloud-drapped blues of a long day that seemed almost to be resisting darkness.IMG_7470_2

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1 Response to “Midsummer Nights”


  1. 1 Helene June 28, 2009 at 9:17 pm

    Oh Carol! So beautiful. Makes me sad Piers is missing these legs.


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