British Columbia Desolation Sound

Roscoe Bay, West Redonda Island

Tuesday, September 04, 2012S.V. CAMBRIA

Black Lake 
Roscoe Bay is a popular spot in the Desolation Sound area for good reason: Black Lake.  Cruisers love the opportunity for a fresh-water swim, especially in the height of summer.  It’s not the best lake in the area, that would be Cassel Lake in Teakerne Arm, but it is the most accessible, so it comes as no surprise that we’re sharing the anchorage with twenty other boats even as the season is winding down.

David’s shoulder was feeling better, so we portaged our kayaks to the lake on Sunday to meet Jeff and Karry who were already sitting along the bathing rocks.  Jeff got into the water and said it was nice.  I have a hard time passing up the opportunity to swim, so I soon found myself jumping in as well, but I should have known better as Karry often likens him to a polar bear.  I wasn’t shy about my feelings … it was bloody cold!  But refreshing, in a sadistic sort of way, nonetheless. 

We had dinner aboard Cambria that night and were looking through some pictures they had taken earlier in the day when one of a snake came up.  I recognized the rock it was lounging on straight away and asked if it had slithered into the water.  Yes.  It had.  That was enough to clinch it.  Coupled with the dream of a dead body grabbing his leg while swimming in the lake a friend of ours had a few years ago, I think my days of going into Black Lake are over … for now.    

As is our time in Roscoe Bay.  Jeff and Karry left for Squirrel Cove this morning, but we have no desire to visit the area.  It’s not a marine park and has been heavily logged resulting in reports of fouled anchors by abandoned equipment and sunken logs.  At this stage in the windlass’s life, we can’t afford the risk, even if it’s a small one.  Besides, it’s a very popular destination and the weather’s too nice to spend it somewhere looking at houses and being surrounded by other boats.  But we do hope to move on to their next destination tomorrow, wherever that may be, and wait for them there. 

In the meantime, we spent one more day in Roscoe Bay doing little of nothing – hiking, floating around in the kayaks (me) and playing the guitar (David) – just enjoying the sunshine and warmth. 

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