Somewhere in the aether, Darrell is overcome at the sight of a logging donkey. This one sits beside Turnbull Cove and was used to haul logs out of immense Huaskin Lake then up-and-over the hill to the sea.
But I’m getting a little ahead of myself.
After spending a gorgeous evening at anchor in Blair Islet Cove (no bears 😩), we made a 35-minute run to Turnbull Cove. Along the way, we saw someone surfing the outflow from Roaring Rapids.
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Our guide book recommends against anchoring below the several landslides in Turnbull Cove, but not because of danger of a further slide. It’s because there are logs on the bottom. Drop anchor there and it may snag and you’ll have to cut it loose.
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Once we dropped the hook (fancy boater talk for the anchor) in Turnbull, we set out on the short, steep hike to Huaskin Lake. It’s in the 80s here and a lake swim sounded good. Unexpectedly, the trail offered up three large frogs and one sizeable snake. No bears.
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We went petroglyph hunting the next morning. I mean this in the singular. While there may once have been a zillion on the local cliffs, there seems to be but one remaining. Let’s face it, berry dye on a rock prone to waterfalls and lichen is not going to last as long as hieroglyphics on the pyramids. .
After some careful searching by Zypher, we found it. The score stands Petroglyphs: 1, Bears: 0.
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What do you think it represents?
Joe
July 11, 2024 — 4:56 am
Please don’t tell me you wore swim suits to go swimming?
Steve P
July 11, 2024 — 7:11 am
We wore swimsuits to go swimming. We’re old folks. No one wants to see this.
Darrell
July 11, 2024 — 11:15 am
Excellent timing. I am listening to The Curve of Time. Yesterday I listened to the part where they came to Roaring Rapids, met a boater who had not paid heed to the six (you say five, they said six) minute safe passage, and climbed a hill to watch for themselves. And now there you are.