We spent two nights at anchor in Farewell Harbour hoping for the winds to die down enough to do a little fishing. We took the dinghy out to the kelp beds and jigged for rock fish for a very short time but the wind was enough to bounce us around in the whitecaps and that is not our idea of fun. Yes, we are fair weather fishing enthusiasts.
Chris was able to make good use of the wind however. As you can see, a fishing pole can also be used successfully to fly a kite..
Anyway, we headed out this morning to check out the fishing lodge on Hanson Island. It was a beautiful lodge with really friendly management. We tied to their dock and had lunch with a few of their guests and a local film crew and its producer. After a quick tour of the place with Alex, the manager,we enjoyed fabulous food and a wonderful view while seated on the outside deck. We needed to take off before one o'clock so a float plane could land and use the dock to pick up the current guests and drop off an eager new bunch.
About an hour after leaving the lodge, following a heading back toward Port McNeill, we noticed a larger than usual flock of birds bobbing along on the surface of the water. We commented as we were passing that they must have been feeding on a herring ball or some other school of small fish. At witch time we concluded quite simultaneously, that where there were small fish, there would most likely be big fish. After turning back to a spot near the floating island of
feathered friends we brought Sea Mist down to an idle and Chris dropped a weighted hook to the bottom. Within three pages of the novel I was reading I heard Chris yelled, "I think I've got something", he did! He reeled in a nice Halibut while I got the net.
This is dinner?
Yep!
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