The wind howled all night, the waves splashed, the boat rocked, the rain pattered, but our anchors held. We were in the same place this morning that we were in last night.
Heard on the radio that winds are gusting to 55 at Egg Island. That's on the other side of Queen Charlotte Sound.
The storm raged here all morning but suddenly quit at noon, so we took off. Totally calm by evening when we reached Butedale.
Not as many boats here this time, but there are five in addition to ours. A guy on another boat gave Roy a fresh salmon, so now we have fish for supper.
The generator quit yesterday, so Roy had to work on it to get it going again.
The fishing boat where the guy gave Roy the fish is disabled and waiting for a tow to Port Hardy. We heard on the VHF that another fishing boat is disabled off Griffin Point, about eight miles from here. About nine o'clock tonight, a small cruise ship with a zillion lights came into the bay, towing the second disabled boat. We also saw a tugboat towing something, but it took off. All kinds of excitement tonight, but it's too dark to see much of what's going on.
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