After leaving South Pender Island, I was headed to Prevost Island with several small anchorages to chose from. There was supposed to be a favorable current on the west side of North Pender, but I didn’t find it. Crossing Swanson Channel was like a game of Frogger with the ferries and commercial traffic. Once into Captain Passage, the wind seemed to spin around me constantly, and although I tried to sail I was becoming increasingly frustrated and decided to motor – there was still ferry traffic to Ganges and Long Harbour to be avoided.
I was a bit disappointed with the anchorages on Prevost Island, but to be honest, most of that is being alone and not experienced at solo anchoring. Glenthorne Passage was lined with large houses and wasn’t the feel I was looking for. I felt it would be like camping in a subdivision. Annette looked beautiful, but was quite narrow and much shallower than I am used to. It had multiple obstructions to avoid at the entrance, one of which was marked with a rusty pole. I had high hopes for Selby, and it was gorgeous, but my guide book wasn’t up to date. A large home had extended a dock into part of the anchorage, and a dilapidated floating dock covered in seals was centered in the rest of the best part. That is one way to keep the riff raff out. I moved on. James was quite open to the path of a dozen ferries and I preferred a quieter night. Montague Harbour on Galliano just went to the top of my list, and was only a few miles away. It was on my agenda, just not this soon.
I was pleasantly surprised that Montague Harbour’s marine park had dozens of mooring balls. They are white with a yellow stripe and cost $12/night (cash only). The park official comes by around 4-6pm (always),so if you don’t have a dinghy you can still use the mooring balls. The harbor was calm and I took the dinghy in to the marina to catch the bus to the Hummingbird Inn Pub.
Tommy Transit is a local celebrity, and it is a bus ride like no other. Everyone gets a tambourine or maracas and the music comes on-loud. Tommy has a drum mounted on the steering wheel and numerous percussion instruments overhead. The bus runs hourly until 10p but the route closes late September.
The marina also has moped and kayak rentals, and Galliano is a LONG island. You could make a day of it if you wanted. The mopeds were $22/h up to 3h, then $20/h up to 7 h, or $109/day. I might consider it on a future trip because I miss my Vespa, but I wanted more water time.
I had my first dinghy ride in the dark in search of my boat, sporting an inflatable solar Luci Light strapped to the chest strap of my backpack. I had left another colored Luci Light on the back stay to light my US flag and was surprised at how easily I found Rubi. It is true what they say about finding your way back in a sea of anchor lights. Do something original. I keep forgetting about the neon glow sticks I have stashed aboard.
I spent the next day relaxing, reading and enjoying Montague Harbour. I was in no big rush.
Wednesday morning I was getting a little worried. There were gales reported just north of me and it was a rocky morning. Strangely enough, a few miles away at Ganges, only 5 kts were reported. I had breakfast and got the dinghy outboard back on the boat which is a work out all on it’s own. My diesel heater is a bit sooty at the moment so I spent a little time cleaning. By 10a the wind had calmed significantly, so I fueled up at the dock and left so see what was next….I had four possible plans.