A Sailing Weekend to Wallace Island

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When I was a kid, my parents used to take my brothers and I to Wallace Island. Often it would be the first weekend in a sailing season that we would be out. My mom used to do Easter egg hunts along the rocky beach and arbutus ridges of this beautiful island. Only accessible by boat or float plane, this island is still one of my favourite spots to spend a weekend.

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With rain forecast for the whole weekend and our friends who were set to join us experiencing multiple delays, we headed up anyway, armed with woollies, long underwear and lots of tea.

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It only rained on us on our way home and the rest of the weekend alternated between clouds and blazing sun. This is the first weekend that my on-call work allowed us to take the boat out and it was so good to be on the water. I felt a bit of trepidation about taking Gabrielle out as she hadn’t been overnight on the boat since she was a wee baby. But she did great. As soon as we got moving, she just wanted to curl up in the V-berth in her nest. Whether she slept or not, she found it happier to be snuggled up there with her books and her baby doll rather than try to walk around the cabin.

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She got to see a mama raccoon and three babies along the shore as well as countless other raccoons scouring old campsites. A couple days before we went sailing, she found an old net on the beach so it became her mission to catch a fish with her net. Every waking moment, she wanted to have her net and dip it in the water so that a fish with absolutely no survival skills could lazily swim into the net saying “Catch me! Oh won’t you please catch me!” And she could hoist it up triumphant.

It did not happen.

 

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There was a lot of attempts and Marc managed to scoop a fish and then she wanted to let it go right away because she felt bad for the fish flopping around in the net.

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It was a great trip. Not much wind. We unfurled the jib once for a while to fly it more like a flag stating that Yes, we are in fact a sailboat. On the way back, in the rain, there was a good swell and some wind but it was right on our nose and we were happy to power through and just get home.

We came home with a list of boat projects for the Winter, as always, and renewed enthusiasm that we have to just squeeze a couple more times out on the boat in between my on-call schedule. There were moments when a full-blown toddler meltdown would occur in a deadly quiet anchorage where I wondered, should we really be doing this? But it was outweighed by the “Ahhhhhh” moments that we sighed and sat back in the cockpit with our candle lantern, stirring phosphorescent-illuminated water and watching the stars that yes, it was definitely worth it.

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4 Thoughts on “A Sailing Weekend to Wallace Island

  1. Danielle on 22 August, 2013 at 5:56 pm said:

    What a gift to give Brie whether she’s aware of it at present or not. Looks amazing. We should definitely plan a sailing trip soon. Dave is dying to get out on the boat with you guys!!

  2. Yay for sailing trips! I am jealous of your having to don woolies in August! So glad you got to go for a sail and I love your island. <3 How nice is it that they made a little tiny hut just for Gabrielle!

  3. It’s such fun to see photos of Brie running along the very same pathways, watching the sun set from the very same anchorage and catching fish along the very same dock that you did as a child. Life-giving memories!

  4. Allison on 23 August, 2013 at 4:58 pm said:

    Wow! What a magical place! Will have to look into this for a family adventure!

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