Princess Louisa

It's dusk. A few mosquitoes are ineffectually staggering around the cockpit. The sound of Chatterbox Falls, a distant white noise. I enjoy princess Louisa Inlet. I like forging the (non)rapids on the way in and out. I like how quiet and calm it always is. I like the way cliff faces tower above us. I like the trail above the falls and its expansive view of the inlet. I like the deep shorelines.

The first time I came to this inlet, I flew in on a float plane and and joined the boat in sailing back to Seattle. A few others flew in with me. The crew that brought the sailboat up flew back. It was a club event. That was sometime in the early 1990s. There was nobody else in here. Today there's probably 30 boats in here scattered around the inlet.

I haven't tried other anchorages within the inlet except to anchor at the base of the falls, where the constant outflow of water keeps the boat aligned, so there's no need to worry about swinging out into the deeper water. To accomplish that where we are, we need a stern tie to shore. It's a bit of a fiddle, but more secure. The holding at the base of the falls is tenuous because there's a rock layer below mud that keeps the anchor from setting well.

I've got a good meal in me. Spinach and sausage soup: another favorite adapted from the instant pot cookbook. I finished the last of the apple pie tonight. Kevin was a little squeamish about eating a pie that has mold spots.

Tomorrow we work on the toilet and go for a hike

Ack. I think I've rallied the mosquitoes.

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