We spent last weekend on Eagle Island, a tiny bit of land between McNeil and Anderson Islands. McNeil Island, is a state-owned island, and I call it Washington’s Alcatraz. It is supposed to be vacant, closed, shutdown; but we see activity there and Kevin’s over active mind is sure there are CIA facilities there! Near as I can tell, Anderson Island is home to a few well-off folks and a whole lot of time-deficient roosters.
We have been trying to get back to Eagle Island since our first overnight here. All 3 mooring buoys are constantly occupied as it is a popular place. The location on Balch Passage provides good fishing grounds for fish, seals, crabs and a whole host of bird life. There is a convergence of 3 passages just to the west of the island which makes the currents here just crazy with rip tides and wakes that pile on top of each other.
We lie awake in our v-berth listening to water swirl around us and our boat creaks against the chaff of the mooring lines. The first night I made Kevin get up to check our lines to make certain we were going to hold.
We love the PNW for how close we are to nature.We see harbor seals, dolphins, eagles, etc. on a regular basis. The other day about sunset, the seals started hunching their way up the sand beach to rest, and the next morning there must have been a hundred of them laying there!
Kevin identified the Pigeon Guillemot while we were here. It’s a cute duck-like bird that makes the most delightful noises. Over and over we’d see them with a fish in their mouth they wouldn’t eat. Finally we saw them head for the cliffs where the sounds of delighted of babies would drift out to our boat. We do very well fishing for crab.
Our hope was for some Dungeness but so far the catch has been all Rock Crab. I know, a sad problem to have, right? The mornings are dedicated to cooking and cleaning our catch from the day before and to process 6 crabs takes about 2 hours from start to finish.
Kevin started the formidable task of breaking up the 11-lb coconut coir brick we use in our toilet. It comes as a compressed little brick measuring 11″x 11″x 5″ and busting it up is necessary for using as a composting medium. He worked on it for 3 hours yesterday and it’s still only half-broken up. I think the good thing is once it’s been ground to fodder it will last awhile. The things we find to do in paradise, eh?