British Columbia The Central Coast

Roscoe Inlet

Tuesday, July 31, 2012S.V. CAMBRIA

One of the many domes along Roscoe Inlet.

Today was the day.  We finally made if to the Bitter End of Roscoe Inlet.  And it was absolutely, positively worth the wait. 

The journey began one mile south of Boukind Bay at Roscoe Narrows and “goose-necked” back and forth for 12 nautical miles deep into the mainland.  Apart from a small section of logging just inside, the area is pristine and appears as it did hundreds of years ago – no trace of man exists, something that greatly appeals to both of us.  Once past the narrows, the serpentine route is lined with steep granite domes which rise 1,000 metres (3,300 feet) in the air and disappear vertically into the sea below.  The dark grey granite walls, still slick from the recent rain, overhang the water while evergreens cling on vertical ledges filling in cracks wherever possible.  The entire scene is dramatic and much like travelling through an Ansel Adams photograph, especially on an overcast day where everything appears in shade of grey. 

At the head of Roscoe Inlet lies an entirely different scene.  There’s a snow-covered ridge to the east, a large grassy meadow on the valley floor to the southwest where it’s easy to imagine grizzlies coming down to feed and complete silence.  We dropped the anchor and I launched my kayak to take some pictures while David stayed on the boat to keep an eye on everything.  It sounds cliché, but the scenery was so overwhelmingly beautiful that it nearly brought tears to my eyes – sometimes it’s really difficult to believe that this is my life … but it is. 

It would have been nice to spend the night in such amazing surroundings, but the anchorage isn’t very good and the wind is forecasted to pick up early tomorrow, so we slowly motored back to Boukind Bay for the night enjoying the view for a second time along the way. 

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