Instead we moved a little further up the coast to Departure Bay at the northern end of Newcastle Island. This was probably a better choice as we also wanted to visit Jesse Island, which is home to a small cave that can be kayaked through.
It was bright and sunny, but a little breezier than expected. We're also experiencing quite a tidal variance this week with the low tides being super low. The low tide turned into a good thing later on, but it made for a bit of slog down to the water.
Departure Bay is home to a BC Ferries terminal, and so keeping your eyes peeled for departing and arriving ferries, recreational marine traffic, and the occasional landing sea plane is vital for kayakers here lest you become a marine speed bump. Here, the MV Coastal Renaissance departs the terminal.
We kayaked out towards Jesse Island, first passing small Brandon Island...
...then past a small tightly clumped group of rocks. Here, Paula found a small opening...
...which lead into a beautiful little channel. Here's when the extreme low tide was a benefit. I'm guessing that during a normal low tide, the walls of this channel wouldn't be nearly so deep, and at a high tide they'd probably be underwater. So this is about as shallow as this channel ever gets, and only a few times a year.
Louise followed me through the channel, but when we came out, we couldn't find Paula. She loved the channel so much that she had paddled back to go through it again!
From there, we made the short crossing to Jesse Island. The wind was playing tricks with us, dropping and rising without warning, but we didn't care -- we'd found the paddle-through cave! The only problem was that due to the extreme low tide it was over our heads!
Jesse Island has some gorgeous rock formations.
Jesse Island has another feature, a cute but loud and obnoxious guard dog. He followed us around the island, barking and growling every chance he had. It drove him nuts whenever we ducked under an overhang and he could no longer see us. Bernie teased him unmercifully; I was certain the dog was going to fling itself off the cliff right into his kayak. We named the dog Bruno.
Jesse Island is also for sale. US$5.9 million, if you've got loose change kicking around.
From there, we crossed to Newcastle Island. We were going to go around the outside of the island, but the up and down wind came up again, and Bernie, scouting ahead, reported back that it was looking pretty gnarly around the point ahead, and he recommended that we head back. Normally, Bernie is the gung-ho death-wisher of the group, so if Bernie wants to turn around, it must be rough. So we went the other way and paddled down the inside passage.
We saw lots of raccoons taking advantage of the low tide to feast on (we presume) crabs along the shore. Whole raccoon families were enjoying a Sunday seafood smorgasbord, but I couldn't get any pictures as they would scamper away before we got close.
We discovered the site of some sort of Nanaimo rite of passage: a pole covered in bras and bikini tops (and one pair of Homer Simpson boxer shorts).
We turned back, as a few of us were starting to ache. (We're pretty wimpy paddlers - Freya we ain't!) Naturally, as soon as we turned around that's when the wind kicked up again.
We gave the MV Queen of Oak Bay a wide clearance. (And believe me, you want to give the Oak Bay as much clearance as you can.)
We crossed back towards our landing spot, but Bernie detoured across to Jesse. Bruno was having none of it and we could hear him barking at Bernie from a kilometre away. "You? Again?" I really thought that Bruno that going to jump into the water and swim after Bernie. (Maybe we'll need to start carrying dog anti-venom in our first aid kits.)
This is a terrific place to paddle, easily two or three different day-trips could be planned for this area. We shall return!
Trip length: 11.05 km
YTD: 96.12
My pictures are here.
The Google Earth kmz is here.
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