Showing posts with label frobisher. Show all posts
Showing posts with label frobisher. Show all posts

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Desolation Sound

If you hadn't guessed from my post at the beginning of the month, Mike and I spent the first part of September on a 10-day sailing trip in and around Desolation Sound.  Despite the relative popularity of this place (especially amongst west-coast sailors in the summer!), few people really know where it is, so I thought I'd start by showing you this little map...

(View this larger map, and then scroll south to find Vancouver)

Since I know my father loves to follow our trips using google maps, I'll give you the overview of our route, and then get to the photos. Are you ready Dad? Here goes...

We chartered the sailboat from Nanaimo, and had made it up to Lund by the second night (the first night we stayed in Smuggler Cove, on the Sunshine Coast).  We spent the next two nights in Prideaux Harbour, an anchorage in Desolation Sound Marine Park - that photo I posted the other day was taken in Prideaux Harbour.  We then sailed up and around the east side of East Redonda Island, and back down into Walsh Cover Marine Park.  Day Six brought a stop at Refuge Cove for supplies, and then a night in Malasipina Inlet, tucked in behind Neville Islet. On day seven we went to Gorge Harbour on Cortez Island, passing by the Royal Family-Owned Twin Islands on the way.  On day eight we finally had to think about heading south again, so we motored down to Comox, and stayed at the Sandy Island Marine Park.  We had an amazing day of sailing on day nine, which brought us down to Scottie Cove on Lasqueti Island (look on the North-West Corner for Lindbergh Island - we were one of the many boats you see anchored in behind it!).  Finally, for the last night, we went back to Nanaimo, and tied up to the charter dock.  They make you clear out of the boat for 10am on your last day, so staying anywhere else would've meant a really early morning - the fact that we were up and having coffee by 7am anyway isn't really the point!  :)  And now that you know where we went, lets have a look at some of those photos!  :)

To get to Nanaimo, you have to take a ferry from Horseshoe Bay in West Vancouver.  What the ferry crosses in less than 2 hours would take a whole day in a sailboat!
Goodbye Vancouver!

 Sunset at Smuggler Cove

This is the same sunset, but later on - we hopped in the dinghy and went out towards the entrance of the Cove to watch the sun disappear.


Starfishies!  I love how purple they are - so few things in nature are purple.  Why is that?

Sunset in Lund... no great photos from the day - its hard to take photos when you're sailing 8 knots!

This is the view as you sail towards Desolation Sound.  The pointy mountain is Mount Denman - at 6532 feet, it stands out pretty well!

At anchor in Laura Cove, one of the bays in Prideaux Haven
The evening sun makes the trees look really yellow!  :)

In the morning, the ocean is so still its like glass.  Of course that also means that there's no wind, but we weren't planning to sail that day anyway!

Oysters, anyone?  Sadly, there were signs in the area stating that the oysters in this particular area were contaminated due to the large numbers of boats that come into the area, and the fact that the water in these bays isn't well circulated - something about the tidal currents, combined with the deep bays, and the particular geographic location.  But we had neither the fishing license nor the very protective gloves required to harvest them, so it wasn't really an issue.

Instead, we went and played with the starfishies!
 (pulling the bigger ones off the rocks would have resulted in me falling out of the dinghy, so I contented myself with this wee baby one instead!)

 We found this little deer as we were exploring the area in the dinghy the first night.  She wasn't the slightest bit afraid of us, so we were able to row the boat right up to the shore beside her.  In the end, we got bored and left before she did! :)


As you sail around this area, you can't help but be amazed at how the mountains just jumo up out of the water.  This photo was taken part way up Homfray Channel.  There is a spot not far from here where the channel is almost 2400 feet deep - its the second deepest sounding in North America.  And what makes it more spectacular is that right next to it is Mount Addenbrooke (on East Redonda Island), which is 5140 feet high....  so basically that's a 7500 foot elevation increase, over something like 2.5 miles.  Glad I don't have to climb that...  :)


Here's Mike after a long day of touring around.  You can tell its the end of the day because the wine has appeared... funny how it knows just when to do that!

At this point, Frobisher wants me to tell you that sailing is not all just looking at pretty scenery and meeting the local wildlife.  After spending several days getting his sea legs, Frobisher took over the running of the boat.  Driving the boat,
adjusting the traveller on the main sail,
 and then hauling in the sheets.  Of course, after a few hours of this, Frobisher decided he'd had enough, and let us take over again.
But he was sure to make his reappearance as soon as the wine and cheese came out!

On our way down to Walsh Cove, we turned into the mouth of Toba Inlet to have lunch, and take in some of the scenery.  The 'inlet' is really a giant fjord, about 20 miles in length.  The anchorages are pretty limited, so we didn't want to head up there on this trip.  These kayakers had made the journey though - with the deep waters of this area, its often easier to find a campsite than a shallow anchorage.



This was one of many seals we met on our trip.

We found many more of them resting on this rock in Malasipina inlet.


Sunset in Malasipina, not far from that 'Seal Rock'.  We had great sunsets on this trip.  :)

We had amazing weather on our trip -all the summer weather we didn't get in July and August showed up for early September, complete with clear skies and temperatures in the high 20s.  The drawback, of course, is that sunny skies generally bring very little wind.  Here I am motoring along, on our way from Cortes Island to Comox.

The full moon rises over Scotty Bay, on Lasqueti Island

The weather started to change on the last day, reminding us that it really was the middle of September.

And now that we're back (and its pouring rain again), I think I'm ready to move into fall.  Just think of all those warm woolly sweaters I can start knitting now!  :)

Saturday, September 03, 2011

Monday, August 15, 2011

dyEd in the pot...

On Saturday I went over to Darcy's to dye yarn.  The initial motivation for this escapade was this stuff: 
a really nice wool/silk tweedy yarn that I love, except for the colour.  The goal was to make this into something a little more wearable, so I could finally take it of my stash (after about 5 years of it sitting there waiting to be used up!).  I also brought along the DK and laceweight jaeggerspun yarn that I used for Max's christening set last summer - the yarn is fabulous, but it just didn't want to be white any longer.
Henri and Frobisher gathered up all the dyes, and then we started soaking the spaghetti yarn in vinegar and water.
We used acid dyes for this yarn, which requires a little bit of extra care - 
the dye is carcinogenic, and comes as a very fine powder, so you have to use gloves and wear masks while scooping it out of the jar and mixing it together.

Mmm... green yarn soup!

I dyed three batches of yarn altogether.  This one is the JaeggerSpun DK:

This is the laceweight:
And this is the Rowanspun Summer Tweed:
We had so much of this yarn that it had to be dyed in two batches - when it first came out it looked much darker, and it was harder to tell the batches apart.  Now that its dry, I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to alternate dyelots to make sure that I don't get odd colour patches in the finished product...  which might be interesting if I knit this in the round as I was planning.  Hmmm...

(Darcy died her yarn a lovely silvery grey/black colour, but you'll have to go check out her blog to see it).


While Darcy and I were mucking about in her kitchen, Mike was out getting a little exercise...
(for reference, you can see Vancouver way off in the distance there on the left side - most of us only ever get to look at the front of these lions!)
Nice view from up there, eh?  :)

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

House (cleaning) party

Last Saturday, Frobisher (who is much happier now that he's dry again!) and I headed over Darcy and Henri's housecleaning party - kind of like when you have all your friends over to a new house for a painting party, except we did a whole lot more cleaning than painting (well, I did at least - only one wall and the giraffe needed painting).
Frobisher and Henri (and Totoro!) supervised, and made sure that the (mini) chocolate peanut-butter cupcakes were up to scratch.

Charlie Fluffypants took over the sleeping and resting up duties,

and the aforesaid Giraffe of a Different Colour just kind of hung out and enjoyed the sun... after taking on that different colour, of course!  :)

In other news, I want to send out a belated Happy Birthday! to my youngest nephew Max who turned 1 last Thursday.  Here he is with his Dad, practicing his look of innocence so he'll be able to use it on us later!  :)

Wednesday, July 06, 2011

Frobisher takes a bath

Yesterday afternoon Frobisher went to the beach with one of his little friends.  He said he hadn't been out of the house for a while, so it was about time he got down and dirty with his buddies.

Who knew that he meant 'dirty' in the most literal sense...

All that fun in the sun sand made for a very dirty little bear - good thing we have a Frobisher sized bathtub, complete with lots of Eucalan bubble bath!  (his little red and grey white sweater is in there somewhere too!)
Hmm...  he's been in there quite a while now.  I wonder if Frobisher knows how to swim?

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Royal Escapades

Wow, has it really been a month since I last blogged ?  I have to admit, with such frequent updates on the swatch blog, I tend to forget when I last posted here...  I got a little stuck on the last topic for the Knit and Crochet Blog week (it was something about how/where you set yourself up for crafting), and then I guess I just forgot to come back to it.  But you haven't missed much, so no worries...  :)

Yesterday Darcy and I spent a relaxing day visiting yarn stores, followed by a few hours of knitting at a coffee shop.  Henri and Frobisher came with us - little did I know, but Frobisher was plotting all along to befriend Camilla and the Queen (who are currently visiting Urban Yarns) and then talk them into giving him a last minute invite to Will & Kate's wedding.
Everyone seemed to get on rather well, but I gather Frobisher didn't get that invite - he's currently off pouting in the corner, refusing to speak to anyone!  :)

Friday, April 01, 2011

KCBW, Day 5


Forget this knitting week thing.  Today's post is about the single best thing that knitting has brought into Glenda's life - ME!

I. Am. Frobisher Bear.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Whistler!

Elizabeth and Brian came out to visit us from New York last week.  After a few days of wandering in the city (well, them wandering, me sitting at home, and Mike at work!) we headed up to Whistler for a long weekend of skiing.  Elizabeth, Brian, and Mike skiied on Friday and Saturday, and on Sunday Elizabeth and I left the boys to the hill and headed off to Le Spa Scandinave for an afternoon of relaxation.  I think Elizabeth was quite happy to take the day off from skiing - I think she found the ski runs to be just a little daunting!  :)
One of the hotels in Whistler Village, with a view of Blackcomb Mountain in behind
While the others skiied, I took a wander around the village - I even found some soap that smells like minty chocolate!  :)
Blackcomb as seen from the Village Plaza - you can see the Olympic rings on the right, next to the Whistler Brew Pub.  
On Sunday afternoon, we finally gave in and took Frobisher out on the town, to experience a little of the apres-ski lifestyle.  Here he is with his inaugural pint of Granville Island Honey Lager.
Shortly after this, we had to cut him off, pull him down from dancing on the tables, and force him to apologize for trying to steal their menu!