23,24 July 2014

Susan loves to fish, but she is after the big game. I love to CATCH fish, so I don’t really care how big they are, each one COUNTS.

At Wright’s Marina, our dock neighbor Pierre, suggested going into Henvey Inlet. He said it’s kind of fished out for the large pickerel. Because of that, the inlet has a ton of perch. (Pickerel eat perch for dinner).

We took him up on his suggestion. We passed Cunningham’s again, the poor skeleton still hadn’t caught anything. Then on to Roger’s Gut. This is a section of the small boat channel that really was too shallow for boats to pass, and there wasn’t an alternate path. So they blasted a 100 yard section of rock out to allow boats to pass. It’s pretty narrow, about 20′ wide and has four buoy’s marking the corners. But we managed to squeeze through without hitting anything.

Susan and I motored into the inlet about 3 hours after leaving Britt. We passed through the narrow channel that had a cruiser tide up to the vertical rock wall and made the right turn into Pierre’s secret spot.

Since the reason we were here was to fish, I dropped my wormed hook into the water. I caught 9 perch in the space of an hour!!! The largest was 12″, but most were in the 6-8″ range! Yay me! After getting the perch trained that there was food to be had, Susan joined into the action. She also caught a number of perch. We had thrown them all back, in hindsight we should have kept a few of the larger ones for fish dinner. But I was super pleased that my new best friend Pierre had made the suggestion to go to Henvey.

Instead of perch, Susan made pasta with sausages which was also very good.

When we anchor out I get up in the night to check to see how we are doing. About 3AM I woke up, we were where we were supposed to be. Then I looked up.

Stars, billions and billions of stars. It was close to a new moon, so there wasn’t anything bright in the sky except the stars. I’ve always lived in populated areas, so there has been some light pollution. Only the brightest stars have been out. And as we’ve come up the early part of the 30,000 islands the moon (which is pretty bright) has been working it’s way through the full moon cycle.

I’ve always seen the pictures of the “smears of galaxy’s of stars across the sky”. This is the first time I’ve seen them in person. It is really impressive!

The next morning we unloaded the dink and motored around some of the islands. We didn’t catch any more fish, but it was starting to be a blustery day and our cove was pretty windy. So we moved down the inlet to a cove called “The Flower Pot”.

It gets that name from the flowering water lily’s at the end of the cove.

Fishing here was OK, Susan caught two big Sunfish. We have Sunfish at home but they are small, not much bigger than a childs hand. The ones she caught were all most dinner plate sized.

A repeat of the star show from the night before was not in the cards, the overcast sky blocked the view.

Friday would find us on the way to the Bustards in the morning.