fish buyer in fox cove
7/10, day 58, 11 mi, 768 mi total
woke up to the familiar chorus of watch alarms and raindrops on nylon this morning. by the time i had dressed and packed up, though, the rain had quieted. there were hints of weakness in the clouds off to the north, and the seas were calm. all signs pointed towards a good day.
and mostly, the day followed suit. we paddled on glassy water across the imaginary border line into alaska. the first boat we saw in american waters was a commercial fisherman who unnerved us a little by heading straight for us, then pulled up to say hello and have a chat. first time this trip a boat has done that, it was nice to have a friendly conversation… we saw blue sky. mostly off in the distance, but our shadows did make a brief appearance this afternoon. and then the winds kicked up in our faces about half a mile before we reached cape fox. it was our last possible campsite before a couple hours of exposed shoreline paddling. this is the dixon entrance, where there’s precious little between us and the open pacific, so a little headwind could turn into something much bigger pretty easily. so… we played it safe and set up camp early again. even without sunshine, the stiff breeze dried out all of our gear (8 days since we could say that), so the short day was almost! worth it just for that.
it’s been awhile since we had an early camp on a day when one might actually want to be outside. it was nice to explore the beach and sit outside instead of just hunkering down in the tent all day…
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