Here is a tree attached to San Ignacio Island. I think that’s the west side of San Juan Bautista in the background, and farther back, the mountainous spine of Prince of Wales Island.
[daily log: walking, 1.5km; catching, 11salmon]
Day: July 20, 2019
Caveat: Eleven Salmon
Arthur and I went out fishing today. Wayne didn’t come along – he’s actually more of a river fisherman and I think maybe Wayne was burned out on dealing with Arthur and me and the tension on the boat that arises due to Arthur getting upset that I can’t read his mind but I’m nevertheless supposed to be effective as second-in-command.
But we have our rhythms, I guess. And we finally caught some fish. Maybe because finally it has been raining a bit, and finally the fish decided to taste the shores.
Here is a view of where the fish were, south side of San Ignacio – to the left, from here, is the open sea, but it’s a ways down. There were broad swells but it wasn’t too windy.
Here is a view of Sunnahae – the mountain that towers over Craig – on the way back.
Caveat: Poem #1084 “Rust”
The bits of iron that can be found by the road rust - to look like stones
– a pseudo-haiku
