Posted by: marineharvestcanada | October 17, 2008

Kayaking the Southeast Winds to Alaska

My name is Jeff and I work out at the Raynor group about 12km east of Port Hardy. I have been with Marine Harvest for 11 yrs now and have seen thousands of boats, tons of marine wildlife and millions and millions of atlantic salmon.  We receive guests on a regular basis; boaters and bears alike.  On June 26th 2008, my work partner Keith and I were doing our daily routine of feeding and maintenance when we noticed a small speck on the water slowly approaching.  As it got larger into view, we saw the telltale cut and sweeping stroke of a kayaker.  He approached the system and we went over to welcome him and see what we could do for him.  As he rummaged around one of his compartments, I noticed his beautiful kayak, which he later told me he had spent a summer at his fathers in Victoria building and sanding and painting from a kit he had bought.  Keith and I both introduced ourselves and he told us his name was Sean.  He was 25 and from Squamish or Vancouver, (not entirely sure) and had been paddling for almost two weeks since leaving Victoria. 

The start of his journey was fairly uneventful with the occasional meetup with other kayakers and no real weather to hinder his progress.  He told us his scariest moment was passing through the Broughton and pulling out on a small beach to camp for the night.  After setting up his camp and reflecting on the day, four black bears decided to wander through his camp.  The first few paid no attention while the last one gave him a sniff and a snort before passing on through.  After showing him where he was and where he was heading on his charts, we invited him to see an operating aquaculture site.  He seemed quite impressed and inquisitive about the operation.  After finishing our feeding, we invited him to the house to use the phone and have a hot meal, he jumped at the offer and couldn’t thank us enough.

So after sitting and chatting over a cup of tea and some hot soup, telling him stories about the coast and where he might stop on his way up north to the southern tip af Alaska, he decided he should be on his way.   Sean thanked us for our hospitality and we sent him off into the southeast winds wishing him best of luck and to remember to stop at any fish farm when he needed to because hopefully they would be as courtious and helpful as we had been to our new friend.

Raynor Island


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