Mother Goose awoke to a misty morning in Baker Inlet our boats quite on the still water. We were headed for Prince Rupert, or as Michael called it “back to civilization”. As we departed one by one, we passed a brown bear lumbering along the shore, a final farewell to the deep wild of northern Canada’s more remote waterways. The fleet made our return through Watts Narrows at a bit of a stronger tide than before requiring a high level of situational awareness. This was definitely one of those full throttle experiences that make a trip memorable, and make everyone glad they weren’t doing it on their own! We trekked the 68 miles to the delightful, bustling Port of Prince Rupert by noon.
Mother Goose tied up at the docks in Cow Bay, a once dairy operation turned quaint waterfront. On that particular day, Prince Rupert was celebrating the 40th SeaFest and it seemed like the whole town was out celebrating. Our crews decided to live like a local and hop in to enjoy the live music and festivities of SeaFest for the rest of the evening.