July 2020




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Monday July 20th 2002

I woke at 5:45 to the gentle rocking as swells were finding their way into the Cove from the south. At some point overnight there had been wind from the south creating a bit of swell but now just before sunrise everything is calm.

I expected the north winds to continue today and was counting on them for a ride south but we will see. In here there's very little wind.

I'm going to have to motor anyhow because I see that house battery is way down overnight, down below where it should be allowed to go.

Just before bed last night I ran the engine for 40 minutes to charge the batteries because I noticed they were low and I guess maybe the batteries are either very small or very old on this boat but whatever the reason, they don't hold much charge and they are down again already.

Possibly I've been drawing more power than I thought in that I didn't turn off the propane relay when I wasn't using the stove and maybe charging my phone and tablet are using more power than I thought, but I haven't had that problem on other boats.

I raised the anchor around 7:30 and motored out of the anchorage. Outside in the strait, the wind was blowing hard so I raised this genoa and ran downwind but I had to run the motor too because I needed to charge batteries.

Swells were coming from two different directions and after a while the tossing from two different directions was becoming uncomfortable. I was looking forward to at least five or six hours until my next stop. So, to relieve the discomfort I decided to tack across to Welcome Passage and explore a bit.

As I was crossing some busybody called the coast guard on the VHF to report a sailboat lying on its side on the beach. He reported the guy was standing beside his boat looking at things and not waving or gesticulating in any way so I gather there was no panic.

I'm guessing that the poor guy had anchored in Rouse Bay, the same bay I anchored in the other night where I had worried about bottoming and he had been stranded by the falling tide in the same manner that I had worried might happen if I was not very careful.

I had been very careful to check the depths within my swing radius and to anchor in deep water. Moreover just to be extra safe I had left early before the tide dropped very far.

Calling the coast guard might sound like a good idea, but unless there's a real need for assistance from SAR ot the coast guard, they just meddle and make a nuisance of themselves.

In my case I lost the boat that's down 85 feet at Malibu Rapids partly due to their interference with the charter client's efforts to mitigate the problem after he ran aground. Some jerk called the coast guard and they showed up. Otherwise the balloon probably still be floating.

In this case the sailor is just waiting for the tide to come back to refloat his boat and if he wanted the coast guard or rescue he would have called himself.

The fella who reported to the coast guard may have thought he was doing a good thing or maybe he was just being an asshole. I vote for the latter.

Maybe he thought he was being a 'good citizen' but facts are he was just being a snitch. The coast guard would just as soon not hear about these things because if they do procedure demands that they have to make a nuisance of themselves.  Everybody would have been happier if this guy just minded his own business.

About now I'm coming up on Secret Cove and I haven't decided whether to go in there and poke around, whether I should just go to Smuggler Cove and anchor for the night, or head south again to Gibson's or Plumper Cove to overnight, leaving me with just three or so hours for my trip into Vancouver.

Maybe heading south is the best idea seeing as I have still 45 miles to go and that means 7 to 9 hours of travel before I pull into the slip at Granville Island sometime tomorrow.

I motored into secret Cove and dropped the hook for a lunch break. I had soup and a nice one hour nap, raised the anchor, and I'm heading south through Welcome Passage.

Exactly where I'm going I really don't know. Gibson's would be nice. But I will poke along the coast and see what else I find. The wind has picked up a bit and I've raised to sail but I'm not going very fast so I'm also running the motor seeing as I have to charge batteries and this is a good opportunity.

I hope the kind of artificial intelligence that I'm using for this voice recognition dictation is not the same kind of AI that's going to make any kind of major decisions for us because it's pretty brain-dead. I don't know how many times I have to correct the word 'sale' to 'sail' before it gets it, if it ever does, and it never realises I am going to Sidney, not Sydney.  One benefit however is that I realize I am not enunciating very well and I am forced to improve my speech. That may or may not be a good thing because people may actually start to understand me and stop just nodding when I talk.

There's an awful lot of traffic out here considering we have a so-called covid emergency. After all this time cooped up in the house I guess people just want to get out, and word is that the chances of contagion are very low in the outdoors especially when there's a breeze and bright sunshine.

Right now Gibson's is 20 sea miles away and I'm making about four knots, so at this rate I won't be there until six or so. I'm expecting the wind will pick up once I get through this gap, though, and maybe I'll push it a bit with the engine especially if I went the battery to last the night.

I ran out of Internet a few minutes ago and had to renew. 1.6 GB does not last me long. Renewing is a real pain but at least I can do it with a click or two now.

I pushed the throttle up to six knots or so and now Gibson's is only a little over 3 hours away. Driving a car, three hours would be a long time but on a boat I can do various things like sightsee or read, or write in my diary.

At first I thought I liked this boat a lot because it's in very good condition but as I use it more I'm finding more and more things I don't like much. The host batteries are far too small and the charger does not return them to full charge quickly. I don't like the operating position. For one thing the stern benches have nothing to keep things from falling off into the sea behind and the jib sheets keep getting caught in things as well. Just the same, it's a very nice boat and for what I'm paying which is nothing, an excellent value.

As I sail along I have lots of time to think and something comes to mind is that when I have women as crew, not students, I've noticed they all think they should be able to tell me what to do.

Guys mostly don't have that problem although I have had to explain to several who are experienced skippers themselves that there can only be one captain on board, but I only had to tell them once.

I can't think of the last four women and none of them justl did not seem to get it for some reason. Even women who claim to be experienced as crew quite often don't seem to have much training or any understanding of the ground rules that people must accept when they step onto a yacht.

The first of those rules is that the crew must obey the captain in matters related to operating the ship. That does not mean they cannot question if there seems to be a danger or something seems to have been overlooked, but the crew should not expect the captain to have to explain everything or to follow orders from the crew. Very curious.

There's no place to put my phone or anything else on the center cockpit table because it's so narrow and the operating gauges are divided between the two Helms and down low where they are awkward to see. the chart plotter, believe it or not is down below in the center cabin, and there is nothing at the helm so I do have to use my phone for charts.

This is been a rough ride coming down from secret Cove this time. For a while I had wind but then it died and all it was left with the swells that the wind it created.

At present I'm motoring down to Gibson's and will be entering shoal channel within the hour. My timing should be good because the tide is coming up. That channel is fairly shallow and some caution is required.

I'm not a particularly enjoying this trip. For some reason, I'm finding my food unsatisfying and right about now a beer would be nice. Being restrained from socializing and going ashore is not a lot of fun okay. I'm used to my freedom and I wonder and think about what it's like for old folks cooped up. My mother has friends and quite a few visitors but she complains about the isolation.

When I get to Vancouver I may well be moving to another boat and it sounds as if I'll be staying at the dock in Vancouver until I'm expected to go to Powell River again to deliver Cassiopeia back to Sidney on Monday. How do I get there I have no clue. Of course that's all subject to change. Everything in this business is changing daily.

I checked www.zerohedge.com today and surprisingly there's nothing much of interest there. Usually I find at least a few stories that are worth passing on but today, zilch. The rush to Insanity seems to have slowed.

I watched a couple of episodes of Barney Miller on YouTube and then YouTube serve me up with, of all things, Petticoat Junction.

I don't like YouTube pushing things on me or automatically starting up the next item and I thought I turned that 'feature' off, so I wasn't going to watch it but I thought what the heck--and it turned out to be hilarious, corny but hilarious.

I went to bed sometime around 10 or maybe it was 11.

Tuesday July 21st 2020

My anchor alarm went off at four o clock, two minutes to four actually, if we're going to be accurate.

The tablet had become unplugged and the battery went down. and although I had not moved the alarm went off anyhow because I was down to 2% battery on the tablet and the program was worried that it would turn off shortly and leave me unprotected. Great of failure is why I run the alarm on two devices, but it doubles the number of false alarms.

Goes to show I'm actually a pretty cautious guy. In spite of my rather unconventional way of living send the apparent risks I take, I do calculate the puts and try to ensure they are on my side.

This is day 12. I've looked at the numbers and it seems very clear that most if not all infections show up well before day 12 and typically around day 6 to 8 at the latest, so 14 days seems punitive.

I'm also seeing articles indicating that a very large number of people are ignoring the order to self isolate but in my case I'm being scrupulous. That's partly because as a sailing instructor I am in a situation where in the very remote possibility that I became ill and infected people, that would reflect very badly on the company.

British Columbia, right or wrong, has taken the approach of trying to avoid infections and largely, it has seemed to work. And, seeing as I'm in British Columbia who am I to go against their plan?

COVID-19 cases in British Columbia
https://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/british- ... -1.5655625

Will I wear a mask, though? Not any more than I have to. Society forces all kinds of strange things on people. When I was in high school the girls had to wear skirts to school with bare legs in spite of the fact that some had to walk to school in -30 weather. I had to wear a suit to church. When I went to sit in the gallery and Parliament to observe democracy in action I was required to wear a tie or would be turned away so I had to borrow one. I guess that's sort of like a mask isn't it? In some countries women have to wear head coverings or even burkas.

To my mind and from all the good evidence I have seen, the masks most people wear are of little value in protecting against the virus. They are just a badge, a sign of belonging, virtue signaling, and a fashion statement. And worse, the evidence suggests that they are a signal of unreasoning subservience to social pressure and authority.

Why have some authorities chosen to make masks mandatory now that the worst of the pandemic seems to be over? My guess is that it's to assert control and also to provide some comfort for the kind of people who need to do something, anything, about something that they actually can't do anything about. This urge makes little practical sense but it was ever thus and those who want to retain power know it. They don't want to be accused of doing nothing even if there is nothing to be done and nothing is the proper course of action.


Anyhow, I found I was up now and not tired so I'm up for the day. For now at least. I'll pack and get underway.

I'm about four hours from Vancouver and I don't have to be there until sometime after lunch so I imagine I'll stop for a nap along the way somewhere.

Surprisingly, the boat battery held up overnight so maybe I was squandering power earlier by leaving the propane solenoid on or by some other power consuming activity. I suspect these phone and tablet chargers draw a fair amount of juice.

Is COVID-19 Causing Broken Heart Syndrome?
https://www.verywellhealth.com/is-covid ... me-5071348

Does humanity have an unseen ally against COVID?
https://nationalpost.com/opinion/colby- ... inst-covid

This article is an absolute must to read and the comments are every bit was good.
The Left is Now the Right

By six, I had raised the anchor and was motoring across to Plumper Cove. I wanted to see how full it was and I discovered that the anchorage is quite full. It's a popular spot. I need to know this sort of thing for when I am acting as a guide for teaching a course.

The sun is just coming up and although the night was warming up that I left the hatches open I'm wearing my toque and long underwear and a jacket. I'm even wearing shoes. This is definitely not Mexico.

By seven I was rounding the northeastern tip of Bowen Island and I'm on the home stretch. I am two hours from Vancouver with as much as 10 hours on my hands. I think I may stop and drop an anchor in Mannion Bay and chill for a while.

I did not get as far as Mannion Bay. I dropped anchor just before the point and I'm going to stay here an hour or two and do a few odds and ends.

I'll be pulling into Vancouver about 2 o clock. Meantime I am anchored here in Enchanta Bay. I've been cleaning up this boat and doing a bit of reading and I came across these articles.

Considering all the other things I've read, to me these seem slanted, dishonest.

Recovering from the coronavirus has its own negative health impacts
https://www.usatoday.com/story/opinion/ ... 442730002/

Sweden's COVID death toll is unnerving due to herd immunity experiment
https://www.usatoday.com/story/opinion/ ... 472100002/

As is so often the case the writers seem to be cherry picking the worst examples and focusing on unrepresentative or out of context statements to make a case, rather than to discuss honestly the pros and cons and serious difficulties did every action or inaction engenders.

It seems to me that very many in the mainstream and politicians are waiting for the savior to show up to bail them out.

Typically, although not always spoken out right, they expect salvation to come in the form of a vaccine and there are many hopeful reports of partial successes. However many actual experts say that developing and proving a vaccine that actually works more than sporadically and does not turn out to be harmful is far more difficult to do in practice than it is to do in magazine writing and TV programs.

Strangely the people who emphasize rare enduring side effects that have been occasionally associated with covid neglect the rare and enduring side effects that occasionally are blamed on vaccines. In fact the same people encourage cutting corners and accelerating the distribution of unproven vaccines.

I'm not an anti vaxxer. In fact I'm the first in line when the flu shot comes out. I'm not an anti vaxxer but I am someone who believes in looking for the whole truth and not just pieces and I know there are risks to anything if enough people are involved.

I'm starting to get fairly good at using this phone for searching writing and editing although I much prefer a grown up computer. I wonder when my laptop will show up in Sidney

Around 11 I heard a chopper overhead circling and I thought that's very close and very odd. I wondered if I should take it personally so I went up top after a while and took a look. It seems a fishing boat had pulled up to the strip of land at the head of this Bay that is joining the island to the mainland and unloaded a casualty. The chopper loaded the casualty and took off. That's all I know.

Well, that's what I thought because most of them was taking place behind the landing out of sight. soon I notice however the helicopter returned and started lifting building materials onto the island. I'm ordered around and looked at the other side and could see there was one house up there already and they're building another one. It just goes to show how easy it is to get the wrong impression.

I motored back to Granville Island. I seriously considered stopping at Bowen Island and going up to get a case of beer and some groceries cuz I know perfectly well nobody would ever bother me. I decided against it and was tied up at Granville Island shortly before 2 o clock.

I packed all my things up and found out I was having a headache so I had a nap. Has seemed to help a lot. I'm still waiting to find out whether I'm going to stay on this boat or go to another boat.

Colin says that maybe I'll be taking this boat to Sidney on Thursday in which case the side trip to Vancouver might have been unnecessary. We'll see because apparently there's a prospective buyer who wanted to see the boat.

Meantime I'm sitting here with time on my hands. It's only 5 now but I think I might just watch the rest of Petticoat Junction. I'm tired from my time out in the fresh air.

I watched more of Petticoat Junction and then started on McClintock.

Watching these old films from the 60s is very interesting and instructive. The underlying assumptions and social conventions of the time are quite different from today.

The underlying message seemed to be that everything is fine and people all get along and are tolerant of one another. Just the same watching McClintock and how this very rich Rancher was getting along with everybody and being a friend to the poor and the Indians and helping the Comanches stand up to the government was somewhat self-congratulatory and disingenuous. I assume that huge cattle ranch that he owned head belonged to the same Comanches not too long before. And there was reference to Indian wars not too far in their past.

Just the same it was a bit of a morality play that's set an example that led away from the kind of discrimination and exploitation that was and is ongoing and historical.

Personally I doubt that things will ever change, only who's on top and the mood. As the who said in their classic, Won't Get Fooled Again , "Here comes the new boss just like the old boss".

It would take a lot of thinking and a lot of words to try to tease out and explain the underlying power structure and fallacies back in those days and to get a really honest look at what's happening today.

our current Canadian government scandal is a perfect example of extreme privilege being so taken for granted that the Prime Minister and his cabinet didn't even realize what a huge conflict of interest they were in.

Looking back, things were just as confused back then as they are now. I think I'll leave that alone for now.

Regardless of what society we look at there is a hierarchy and there is a power structure and those in power don't see it as being as clear and distinct and privileged as it is or take it for granted, but those out of power are always chipping away at it. Entitlement is invisible to the entitled but much more obvious to outsiders.

One thing that's clear to me is that this will never change and any attempt to change it will just change who is privileged and who is not. It is impossible to create a level society as it runs against human nature and the nature of closely related animals. The best we can hope for is a benign intolerant and sharing society.

I heard from Colin and it seems that I am staying on this boat and sometime tomorrow I can start out to return this boat to Sidney.

Wednesday July 22nd 2020

I woke up at 6:30. I'm still here at the dock in Vancouver at Granville Island. The morning is cool an overcast has so many mornings are here in Vancouver even in summer.

This is day 13 of myself isolation and I'm still alive.

I'll start out for Sidney sometime later today. I'm still on Maverick, this 38.5 Dufour sailboat, and I'll anchor overnight along the way. Maybe at Clam Bay again, maybe at Montague, maybe at Whaler Bay. Who knows? I guess I'd better check the tides.

Seems my trip to Vancouver was unnecessary but that wasn't known until I'd been here a while.

Colin asked me to handle emergency phone calls today if they're directed to me and otherwise I don't have much to do except put water in the tank and wait and see if somebody comes to look at this boat. I considered getting some groceries but I think I'll just wait until tomorrow and go to the store and buy them myself. Ordering groceries for delivery is a lot less flexible and fun then going to the store and picking them myself.

If there's one thing I've learned from this experience is how accustomed I am to having the freedom come and go as I please and the health to be able to walk as far as I want to walk and sufficient money to ride if I wish and also not having to worry if I need something. Of course there are limits but there are always limits.

For some reason I'm in a philosophical mood today and I started off writing more than a few paragraphs but decided to spare the diary my nebulous and confused thoughts on the subject.

If I had to speculate why I'm in this mood I would attribute it to having uprooted myself from my pleasant life in La Paz, my travel from Mexico through five airports in three countries, and my semi self imprisonment over the past two weeks. Over recent months I have had an glimpse into the seething, confused, mind of the masses in a period of increasing political and social turmoil.

I expect I'll leave this afternoon and anchor somewhere along the way, planning to arrive in Sidney sometime around noon tomorrow at which time I will be finished my self isolation.

I learned yesterday that my laptop computer has arrived in Sidney so that will be helpful and maybe I can get this diary back into its normal form.

I wrote this little reply to a question on the Calgary Beekeepers Forum.
If you decide to add ventilation beyond the normal bottom entrance, be careful not to overdo it.

A lot of bee advice comes from the southern US where temperatures can be extreme. We do have some hot weather here in Alberta but we also have cold snaps even in summer and often nights are cool.

During very hot weather slightly increased ventilation may possibly be helpful for a day or two but generally if you look at what bees choose for themselves, they like fairly small entrances and they're able to ventilate very effectively without large openings in the hive.

If you decide you want top entrances, which in my opinion are unnecessary and can cause problems with bees landing on you when you try to work the hive, keep in mind that if the nights are cold and when the weather cools the bees will retreat down to the brood chamber and take honey down with them to where they can control the temperature better.

They will also be more reluctant to occupy areas in the hive which get cool even occasionally. They seem to know what parts are the hive they are able to control and what parts they're not.

Very strong hives are quite tolerant of excess ventilation but smaller hives will be disadvantaged and stressed by too much airflow. Keep in mind that not only do the bees need to control the temperature but they also need to control the humidity. They are experts and when I have measured I have found a cluster can control the temperature in The brood area within a half a degree Fahrenheit and at the same time control humidity very closely in hives with quite small entrances through temperatures that range from near freezing to the hottest weather we get in Alberta.

The long and the short of it is that all the Alberta commercial beekeepers I know just use a standard bottom entrance and that's all you need.

If there were any real advantage to additional entrances you can be sure that these beekeepers who are very well educated and observant would be using them
I checked the tides and currents and see I can get through Porlier Pass in time to anchor somewhere along the way before dark. Slack is at 7:28 tonight. Sunset is at 9:04 and last light is a while later.

It is 26 sea miles across to Porlier Pass so at 6 knots I should figure 4 to 5 hours. At that rate if I leave here around 2 I should be right on time for the slack.

'Slack' is a term that applies to the time when the tides stop flowing in or out and the water is relatively calm in narrow passages. This is the safest time for boats to go through. At other times the water may be very turbulent with whirlpools, violent eddie's, and even waterfalls. At times of large tides the currents can run up to 10 knots which is far too fast for a boat like these to overcome so timing can be quite critical. Today it looks like one of these days because we're in a period of large tides.

At 10:30 I untied and left Granville Island. Shortly I was motoring out of English Bay Burrard inlet and headed for who knows where? Sidney is my ultimate destination but I have until almost dark before the passes will be slack unless I can get across there in 4 hours in which case I can make an earlier slack. We'll see what kind of time I make.

The day is overcast and cool with almost no wind so I'm motoring. there are more ships than usual in the anchored in the bay I suppose partly due to the virus situation and partly due to Canada's difficulties with China

As I left False Creek I noticed a mast sticking out of the water in the anchorage outside the harbor where people trying to save money leave their boats and sometimes for a long time. Every time there's a storm one or two get blown onto the rocks or the beach and sometimes a boat sinks.

Actually it's quite a miracle that boats don't sink more often considering they're heavy and there are lots of ways that water could get in if it had a chance, and water is one of the strongest forces on Earth. The odds are actually against anyting floating for too long and eventually every boat will sink unless someone is watching over it.

Well, looking at the charts it's very clear that I'm not going to make any of the passes before the first slack because first slack is only 3 hours from now.

My phone rang and I got my first trouble call. and Of course it was a plugged toilet. I talked the fellow through it and we'll see how it works out.

It worked out just fine. Problem solved.

I have been gone an hour now and I'm probably on my way to Nanaimo. Nanaimo seems like the most sensible destination seeing as I don't really have to be back anywhere anytime soon.

By 5 after hours of motor sailing, I was nearly at Nanaimo when the wind picked up and the sailing got good.

I checked the tides and could see that to make Dodds in the morning from Nanaimo I'd have to leave at dawn. Since the conditions were perfect at the moment, I altered course for Dodds.

Tbe wind was steady but it was also against me so I had to tack six legs to make Dodds. Under these ideal conditions I found the boat is easy to single hand due to the location of the jib winches near the helm.

I made Dodds an hour early and went through with three knots against. The predictions said two but they are just predictions. Models are always wrong but some are useful. These are always close and save me from trying when the current is ten knots either direction which would be impossible and dangerous.

Once through Dodds, I motored south for an hour to North Cove on Tetus Island and dropped the anchor for the night. By then it was getting late and I went to bed. The wisdom tooth that I should have had removed and for which I saw the dentist in La Paz before I left was acting up. due to the virus situation she was not eager to do anything drastic at that time. I may have to have it removed here in Canada. I'm hoping it settles down again.

Thursday July 23rd 20/20

Today is the final day of my quarantine. As of 11 this morning I will have been in Canada 14 days

I was up and had coffee and out of the anchorage by 6:30. Colin wants me back in Sidney tonight with the fuel filled and the waste tanks pumped out, so I have to hit the marina while it's open.

At 7:30 I'm just passing the north tip of Saltspring Island. At this rate I'll be back by noon but I expect I'll stop along the way a time or t

Now it's 8:30 and I'm approaching Octopus Point and about to enter Sansum Narrows. The tide has just started to go out and the tides are high these days so I should get a pretty good current going my way. At present rate of progress I should be back around noon. I thought of stopping for breakfast at Maple Bay but I wonder if they're open and I like to make progress.

It's surprisingly cool. Up here in the Pacific Northwest. I just put on another layer of clothing. I'm wearing my toque, my long underwear, and a windbreaker shell over top. If I had gloves I'd be wearing them. And this is summer?

I'm getting down near the bottom of my groceries and although they seemed a bit excessive at the time with the bill coming to $230 I find I don't have much left. I bought a few things I didn't need like vegetable oil but other than that the choices were pretty good.

Once I get to Sidney I'll go and buy some more but right now I don't know where I'm going to sleep tonight or what I'm going to do tomorrow.

I'm told that Monday I'll be in Powell River bringing Cassiopeia back for some charters out of Sidney.. How I will get to Powell River I don't know. Maybe the company van?

At 0930 I'm just passing the southern to of Saltspring. It is cold out here. I just put on another sweater. Days like this are why i prefer full enclosures on boats for this region.

I am only about 2 hours from Sidney now but I have to stop at Van Isle first for fuel and sewer pumpout. By the time I get there the tide will be running hard and getting near the lowest levels so going to John passage may or may not be a smart idea. I'll decide when I get there.

This is written a day later while trying to catch up.

I decided not to go through the canoe passage but John passage was a piece of cake Fred I pulled into van Island filled up and pump and flushed the waste tanks. Waste tanks a big problem apparently these days with clients calling in all the timer with blockages.

From there I returned to Port Sidney and tied up the boat.

I cut it up and moved off onto Boogie Woogie. It wasn't long before I was drafted to captain Andiamo over to Delta to be lifted because there was a problem with the through-hull. Man, this voice dictation is driving me crazy. I think I'll quit for now

Friday July 24th 2020

Warning. This is written by voice recognition while sitting on the patio at the Rum Runner bar. I'll clean it up later. Maybe.

Well, it's Friday night and it's been quite a day. It's good to be back home. Another of my homes. I'm sitting in the patio at the Rum Runner having a beer or two, or maybe three, and fish and chips.

Colin had called me back here and I was sad to leave Mexico but now that I'm here and I've completed my penance for my travel I'm quite enjoying being here. The only wrinkle is that Colin is now sick and we're wondering if he's got the WuWHOflu. If so, it is quarantine again, but by now you should know me. I'm a fatalist and I figure there's a reason for everything.

I guess we'll find out shortly. if he has it will I probably have it too because we're bunking on the same boat. Then we work together all day.

That would be quite ironic, would it not after escaping Mexico? It will also be disastrous because Colin is the linchpin in this operation and he's been running around putting out fires, (and starting a few) and in the process has been in really close contact with all the staff and quite a few of the clients. And me. Just when I was thinking I might fly east to see my Mom.

Tomorrow we're expected to head back to Vancouver pulling Boogie Woogie. Boogie-Woogie is needed as a bunkhouse for staff at Granville Island it seems. What we'll use here I don't know.

I won't care for a few days because I'll be flying to Powell River Monday to bring back Cassiopeia. Cassiopeia is booked out of here on Thursday so I have a couple of days to bring the boat down.

Going back to this morning, I woke up at 6:30 and at 730 we got into the van and drove first to McDonald's for breakfast and then on to the boat lift where I took command of the boat and brought it back to Port Sidney Marina.

Then the work continued on the boat. The clients who are supposed to board last night we're killing time on Mistral until we finished installing the waste tank again. While the other guys were working on that I rewired the tachometer circuit seeing as I had noticed the tach was not working on my way over and back.

Then I was sent for propane and eventually, after we removed the excess oil from the engine and added oil that was missing to the transmission and a few other little tweaks, we managed to get the boat away from the dock just about 24 hours after it was supposed to have left. The client was in a good mood however after all that personal attention, and being a sailor he knew a great deal of the adventure in boating is keeping the boat functioning the way it is intended to.

I went back to Boogie Woogie, opened the computer and started catching up on all the things I couldn't do without this laptop.

Colin came back the Boogie Woogie and lay down on the floor. He said his back was killing him which makes sense seeing as he had a back injury back in his high School years he had been lying contorted in the bilge working on the waste tank. Exactly why the owner of the company is lying in the bilge doing that kind of work I have no idea except I'm the same kind of guy so I guess I understand.

By bedtime, he was looking very bad so we alled 811 in hopes of getting some assistance and to have him checked for WuWHOFlu. I was shocked at the phone maze and redundant messages and being finally told the lines were o overloaded. I called 911 and they were not helpful either so i tried 811 again and finally managed to get a nurse who did not even know where Sidney is. She asked about symptoms and did not seem concerned but gave us the address of a nearby place to be checked.

I was shocked. In Mexico, you call the number and they say don't go anywhere and send someone over to administer a test. At least that is the word. Not here.t u

Saturday July 25th 2020
Five months until Christmas.

I woke up early, got up and made coffee. Colin woke up shortly after.  He did not look great but he got up.

I drove uptown to get a breakfast sandwich and when i returned he had moved the boat and was washing it so I guess he is okay.

We have to leave here by one to make Active Pass at slack.  Being there at slack is more important when we are towing this boat than normal as any turbulence could be disastrous, or at least troublesome.

Apparently I'll ride this boat and steer once in a while.

I walked to Fairway and bought lunch and supper, four wraps and two salads and returned to the boat. It was time to go, so I took the upper helm on this boat and they shoved me off and I shifted to forward with both engines at idle.

I have never operated with twin engines,  I got a good start but could not make the tturn, so cut power and drifted over to where Omar could push me off from a nearby boat. The rest was duck soup. The two boats met up outside the marina and we tied them together.

Then I rode up in the upper helm until we had established the tow was stable, then set the VHF to 68 and went below to write this. It seems Colin has recovered.

On the way, I reserved a flight to Powell River for tomorrow at 5:30 PM.  I'll sleep on Electra and board Cassiopeia in the morning.

The trip takes about seven hours.  We arrived around eight.  In the creek, we untied and I docked the boat masterfully, then went to The Vancouver Fish Company for a quick beer.

Sunday July 26th 2020

I woke at 0645.  I'm on Boogie Woogie, tied up at Granville Island. I have the bed, Colin is sleeping on the settee.  He is still asleep.  We worried he has the WuWHOFlu, but we're thinking now that is simply exhausted and run down, plus has picked up a strep throat.

He left to see a doctor and have the covid test.  I started packing.  It is a hard job to pack when I don't know what is next.  Am I going to fly east from Sidney?  I will if there are no assignments.  I'd fly to Alberta first to catch up on things there and then on to Sudbury to see Mom.

I got it all into two bags: one to fly with me and one to be sent to Sidney on the next boat headed that way.

Now that I have the laptop, I'm working on updating this month's entries, so the past entries will be a bit confused until I get them straight.  I had been entering the daily reports into the forum and will leave them there, but also copy them here

This afternoon, I fly to Powell River and overnight on Electra, then board Cassiopeia as soon as the clients are off and head back to Sidney so the boat will be there for a booking on Thursday.

I went for lunch at the Market and see big changes.  The entrances are all exits now and entry is supposedly forced through one portal.  The purpose evades me.  Things are spaced out and the crowds are very thin.

I had my usual pizza and returned to the boat.  It's 1245 now.  I think I'll have a nap and then go to the airport. I should be there by about three-thirty for the most relaxed trip meaning leaving here at two-thirty, but I could arrive up to an hour later and make it.  I suppose I should check in online.

In updating the old entries to the regular format, I had a chance to look again at the supplementary for and article mentioned earlier Natural History of Asymptomatic SARS-CoV-2 Infection.  It is much more meaningful on an adult computer compared to a phone.

I have to go to the south terminal and that is not a simple as the main one.  It is distant and ways of getting there are obscure.  I see Uber works here.  It is $35, ten times Mexican prices, but may be my best solution seeing as public transit takes an hour and a half according to Google Maps and I have a bag to tote.

If all goes well, I'll be in PR at six.

I had to walk to the bus stop as Uber does not go into Granville Island.  My fare to the airport was $26, or maybe half cab fare.

I arrived several hours early but that was finer except the air-conditioning was on full in the terminal.  It was barely bearable.

The flight was less than a half-hour.  On arrival, the cab was slow arriving and since there were three of us going to the docks, we shared.

I put my things on Electra, then went to Andiamo to help Benjamin with his toilet problem.  We took the pump off, took it apart and reassembled it but it did not fix the problem.

I called Larry and he will get  a new one tomorrow first thing.

I walked up and bought some beer, then went back and sat on the deck of this luxury yacht until the sun was setting, then went to bed.

Monday July 27th 2020

I was up early and walked up to Freshco for groceries.  It is about a mile each way. Going is uphill, returning is downhill. Once ready to go back to the marina, I called a cab, but since the wait was a half-hour, I walked back to the boat.

When I got back, Larry was supervising the diver who was inspecting the boats back from charter for damage.  He had the new pump under his arm and Benjamin was waiting on Andiamo to get the repair so he could leave.

I relieved Larry and he went to Andiamo.  Once Cassiopeia was declared undamaged and cleared to go, I gathered up the linens and bagged them for Larry and got ready to leave.

As I was leaving, I called Larry and he said the new pump had not solved the issue and they had found a hose was blocked.  He was off to get another hose.

I left the marina and headed south.  Although the wind was from the north, there was not enough to make decent time and I motored at 2700 RPM, making eight knots.

I made Dodds about an hour after slack and the current was at least four against, not the three predicted by two different models.  That was enough to create eddies that toss even a big boat like Cassiopeia around a bit.

Again, models are just that, models.  I don't know why anyone believes climate or disease models to be anything more than guesses. 

These tidal models are based on regularly recurring phenomena, and even they are off by appreciable amounts. 

The former are based on many unknown factors and in many or most cases are just a WAG cloaked in scientific mumbo jumbo.

I continued on to Vesuvius on Saltspring and as I passed Tent Island, I called Doug to see if he was around.  He and Denise came down to the dock and we sat in the cockpit until dark.

We agreed to talk in the morning about having them aboard for the day and I'd drop them at Fulford in late afternoon.

Denise took a few pictures.  Here is one of me.

I have work to do on the boat so there could be a conflict depending on how long we cruise.

Quote of the Day
We should not go to the [poor countries] and say:
'We come to ... teach you our science, to show you your errors.'
... We should go instead with an inquiring mind and a humble spirit
to learn [from] these people.
Che Guevara

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Tuesday July 28th 2020

I woke up, read my messages and realised that I have not heard back from Colin's covid test so when Doug called, I explained we should probably wait for word seeing as I had been on  the same boat with Colin and might be infected if he is.

I'm still tied up at Vesuvius and paid up until eleven.  It is ten and still no word.

Colin messaged that his covid result is negative. That's a relief.  Anyhow by then it was ten.  Doug and I decided it is late to start a day trip together and I have work to do.

At eleven, I untied and sailed for Maple Bay and Samsun Narrows.  I had not checked out the sails yet.  Once through the Narrows, I anchored for a nap and then sailed on towards Sidney.

I pulled out the main and was surprised to find the old main was installed. Colin had mentioned issues installing the new sail, but I had assumed they had succeeded.  Guess not.

I had thought to the spend the night somewhere along the way and go to dock tomorrow, but decided I want to calibrate the battery monitor.  The tide was up and slack, so I went through  the Canoe Passage right to Van Isle for fuel, then in to the dock at PSM.

I chatted with Omar, set the dodger back up, drained and filled the water tanks and then had supper on board.  I was in bed by nine.

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You've always said I should have an inquiring mind," she said.
 "I have. But not an interrupting one.
John Flanagan

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Wednesday July 29th 2020

Today Clearing this morning. Wind northwest 20 km/h becoming southeast 20 late this morning. High 33. Humidex 38. UV index 9 or very high.
Tonight A few clouds. Wind southeast 20 km/h becoming light this evening. Low 15.

I was up at five-thirty.  Today I fly home, lifting off from YYJ at 1225.  I see it will be warm there.

I have a bit of packing and fixing to finish by ten and that is about it.

I packed and then Omar and I put the new mainsail onto Cassiopeia.  When I was finished, Dawn drove me to the airport.  There was no lineup at security and I proceeded to the gate where I was surprised to find boarding in progress.  I had not been in a rush, so if I had dawdled when leaving the marina I could have missed my flight.

I landed at YYC and called Bert.  He was surprised when I called.  He thought I'd be calling an hour later because he was looking at the clock in my van and it was still on February (standard) time.

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Just now, I was looking back to February 23rd to refresh my memory about when I left and I notice that one of the Brians was saying I was going down the rabbithole.  His assessment of the actual danger of the virus itself was pretty much on the money. Of course the effect on our economy and our society has yet to be fully revealed.

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Frankly, I am not, and have not been especially concerned about catching the bug personally, but have taken obvious steps like avoiding crowds in Vancouver in February.

Vancouver is very interconnected with China with flights coming and going daily, and avoiding flying from Vancouver to Sudbury to visit my 101-year old seemed prudent until more was known.

I think whether one gets the WuWHOFlu and how badly is a matter of luck with some room for good management, which IMO means avoiding known hot spots and likely concentrations and being reasonably discreet with hand washing.

I very much doubt the efficacy of the masks most of us wear and consider wearing them to be largely a badge of submission and conformity, a sad joke on us all due to the calls by Karens for politicians to do something, anything, when we are basically helpless. 

Some people cannot accept that sickness and death are normal parts of life and that beyond taking basic measures, anything more is more harmful than the disease.  (Now, if this were smallpox or the equivalent, I would say that would merit very stern measures, but not the flu).

 Many people are very worried.  I have been quite surprised by passing strangers being concerned about maintaining six feet when passing even outdoors.

I presented this article earlier and offer it again because
 it is where I found the Populations at Risk rankings of Populations at Risk ACE2 receptors by ethnicity that I found so important and interesting.
 Easily Overlooked Issues Regarding COVID-19

This is reassuring
Scientists Uncover Evidence That a Level of Pre-Existing COVID-19 / SARS-CoV-2 Immunity Is Present in the General Population

Herd Immunity Seems To Be Developing In Mumbai's Poorest Areas

Trained dogs were able to sniff out Covid-19 infections with 94% accuracy: study

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But Wait!
But, of course the opposite is presented, too.
Does anyone really have a clue?

The chattering classes must chatter. Researchers have to publish (anything) or lose status and funding.  Writers need to turn out news or magazine articles daily or perish. Talking heads must talk or lose viewers. Content is secondary as long as it has a hook.  Publications need new material every day or lose advertising.

If we are looking rfor the truth we must seek out writers who are willing to go against the stream.

COVID-19 Antibodies Only Last About 3 Months, Studies Find
To me this suggests that slowing the spread may have been exactly the wrong approach and that places like Sweden and slums in India are more likely to have a chance of achieved an equilibrium.

78% of COVID-19 patients show signs of heart damage after recovery

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I left here on Feb 23rd and stayed over in San José del Cabo that night. I expected to be back here at the end of March. 
Calendar from https://www.smartsheet.com/free-excel-calendar-templates

That did not happen.  I have been away in Mexico (red) and British Columbia (green) for 157 days, 22 weeks & 3 days, or 5 months & 6 days.  I spent 20 days in BC.  I arrived there on the 9th of this month and left on the 29th.

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When I drove up this afternoon this place looked just as if I had been here all along.  Barb has done a good job.  Inside, my snowboard, skis and boots are still at the door. The plants look the way they did when I left except one monstera was sitting on the floor and when I lifted it onto its table I found out why.  It had grown unbalanced and fell over.  I propped it up.  There is a pile of mail and I left that for tomorrow.

I'm tired today.

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A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world.
It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things
and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path.
Agatha Christie

Word of the Day

Male version???

Karen is a pejorative slang term for an obnoxious, angry, entitled, and often racist middle-aged white woman who uses her privilege to get her way or police other people's behaviors.

(You don't have to be white to be racist-ed.)

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Thursday July 30th 2020

Today Sunny. Wind becoming northwest 20 km/h near noon. High 29. Humidex 34. UV index 9 or very high.
Tonight Clear early this evening then partly cloudy with 60 percent chance of showers late this evening and overnight. Risk of a thunderstorm late this evening and overnight. Wind northwest 20 km/h becoming light this evening. Low 15.

I got up at 0730, MDST and began catching up on things.  After five months there is a pile of mail, almost none of it of any importance and none of it urgent.

Those of us paid attention in school and have a modicum of common sense know the simplistic mainstream anthropogenic global warming story is unadulterated manipulative political BS.  Here is a website that tries to set the story straight.

John gets a bit long winded but has good data and perspective.  . If we want to know about climate change and the effects on human societies, who better to ask than an historian?

A Historian Looks at Climate Change

And speaking of hoaxes... I've been watching this WuWHOFlu thing since the beginning and although I had some concerns about the disease itself, I have had much more concern about the responses to it. 

There is a credible mumbled thought by those who watch closely that the response is a co-ordinated cover-up for a bigger problem: the collapse of the repro market in September as a culmination of the debt cycle.  That got brief notice, then was lost in the noise, but it is HUGE.  That topic has been papered over since.  The convenient appearance of the Chinese virus, by accident or design, provided an excuse for measures that could never have been accepted by populations otherwise. 

IMO, this is part of a multi-dimension chess game that could even be considered WWIII. Historically wars were fought hand to hand, then augmented by horses, armour, archery, shields, cannons, ships... Then WWI was fought with guns, armoured vehicles and and early aircraft. WWII was more technical with radio, aircraft tanks, bombers, submarines, aircraft carriers, machine guns and ultimately atom bombs.  IMO, WWIII started some time back and is carried on digitally, monetarily, socially, and maybe biologically with only a layer of physical warfare showing on the surface.

As for the covid chronicle, read this.  It tells it pretty straight.  IMO the virus is the cover, but the real story has yet to be told. We've just seen a worldwide socialist/oligarchic coup but will anyone notice?  Will it be a bad thing?  Given the direction things were going, it may be the best possible outcome.  We won't know for a few years.

One thing that has become crystal clear with the light that our digital age is shining on dark corners is that our branches of government in Canada and the US are hopelessly corrupt. Oddly, to my eye, Trump's inner group seems the least so although confusion reigns. Trump has nothing to gain and little to lose, so is less corruptible than anyone else nearby. He may not always do the smartest moves and his odd way of thinking and talking makes people wonder. Few, it seems, will agree with me though, publically, but we will see at the ballot box if secret ballots are still the rule in November. Any fool can see the myriad of ways that mail-in ballots can be intercepted or influenced, and his opponents would love to avoid the secret in-person ballot if possible.

As for our own sad, corrupt Canadian government, I can't find any excuse for them except they are weak, self-dealing, and stupid.

The Biggest Fraud Ever, Part 1:
The Hocus "Science" Behind Lockdowns

"The “shape of the curve” was unaltered by differing lockdown policy. At best the efficacy of lockdown was unproven but then there were also the unintended consequences and trade-offs that Fauci might not consider but responsible governments might . If it were a drug trial, lockdown would have been pronounced a failure and the experiment stopped.

"Subsequently, a range of scientific studies have now shown that government actions had no statistically significant reductions in the number of critical cases or overall mortality. Given the economic catastrophe, social breakdown and neglect of non-COVID healthcare this was a devastating policy error. When by July (Fig. 9) the virus had all but disappeared from Sweden there was no positive acknowledgement from other governments which had implemented lockdown and no reporting from their lapdogs in the media.

Next: All your bases are belong to me.

And, if the facts that are presented don't make this your Day of Disillusionment, look at this! (Hint, this is the outfit that our Prime Minister and his Mom is pals with and paid her and his brother a few hundred grand for the sort of thing we see here (below the tweet) and to which almost gave almost a billion (Canadian) dollars to play with.

...and if that does not make you sick, here is Justin Trudeau's mother on stage for a paid performance.  And no, WE is not all-party.  It is intertwined with the LPC.  At present it is in the centre of an influence and funds conversion  scandal and may possibly, by the looks of things, be facing criminal charges.  If they are not convicted of anything criminal, they should definitely be indicted for unbelievable stupidity and bad bad taste.

Margaret Trudeau speaks at WE Day Canada in Ottawa

I was going to post some more, but you get the idea and I can only stand so much of this crap. If, however, you find this enchanting, there is more...

After supper, I drove to Three Hills for a few more groceries. 

When I unpacked my groceries yesterday, I noticed my eggs, my mushrooms, and one tomato were missing. I checked the van and must have left one bag in the store.

Before bed, I watched Netflix for the first time in a while.  I've been watching old Barney Millers on YouTube when away, but now, with my big TV, netflix is

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It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things
and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path.
Agatha Christie

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anthropogenic global warming

Anthropogenic global warming is a theory explaining today's long-term increase in the average temperature of Earth's atmosphere as an effect of human industry and agriculture.

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Friday July 31st 2020

Today Mainly sunny. High 30. Humidex 34. UV index 9 or very high.
Tonight Clear. Low 16.

I'm up at seven and enjoyed a hot shower. 

That is something that is possible but less practical on boats.  I am of a generation that did not expect to shower every day and one generation removed from the Saturday night bath generation.  I like a shower once in a while, especially to rinse off if I am hot and sweaty, but have noticed that if I shower every day, especially with soap and shampoo, after I while I need to shower every day. I suppose soap removes the natural bacteria that protect the skin.  Swimming does not seem to have the same effect.

It is the last day of July already and here I am back home and the weather is great, The heat warning is a bit of a joke for someone who was living happily in Mexico in June, and the heat is welcome. 

I grew up assuming the climate in Canada is ideal and accepted the bug season and the minus forty days as normal. Now I wonder.

It seems there is no ideal climate because people like where they live from the equatorial deserts to the Arctic tundra.  Humans are very adaptable.

Just the same as people age, if they can, they tend to head south to places where winters are warm and ice-free.

I have a barbecue planned for this evening so have preparations to make.  The back yard needs work, too. There are cobwebs and rust on the gardening tools, and the weeds have taken over, so it seems gardens lost attention in recent weeks. The lawns are cut but the back garden and one of the front ones have gone to weeds, so the gardens seem to have been neglected in favour of lawn mowing lately.

Personally, I mow grass, but simply do not garden. I've done vegetable gardening and that interested me at the time and I do indoor gardening with my house plants, but outdoor ornamental gardening has never appealed to me much.  That was Ellen's passion and after she died (Wow! Seven years ago now.), her extensive gardens went to weeds, so when I learned Barb is an avid gardener, I recruited her to put things right.

Together with the front walk area, the gardens and lawn close to the house are top priority since these places are where we actually spend time. Tonight we'll be at the back. The rest of the ten acres does not matter much, except that the lawn between house and road which is seen from the road needs to be cut occasionally to make the place looked occupied and keep the weed inspectors away, but not especially short or carefully. The back lawns only need to be cut occasionally and very crudely for fire protection and vermin control.

Barb says she will be over today, but there is a lot of weeding to get the gardens right.  We'll see.

I have yet to finish unpacking and I'll put away my winter toys.

C emailed and wants to walk at ten-thirty.

First, I went out to look around the yard and started up the mower.  Then I did a bit of mowing and remembered I was to meet C, stopped mowing, and met up with C and CeCe. We walked the whole one mile around the outer streets of Swalwell.

I spent the afternoon getting things ready for tonight. Barb came over and worked on the barbecue area so it would be ready for the evening.

It's 5:30 and no one has shown yet.  I said five this time but I guess I have them trained too well.  I always said six because I like to be ready when they arrive and it helps to know when to expect people. No matter. I'm ready.

People showed up at around six.  Dave and Ruth did not show and Flo had been expecting me to confirm so she had made other plans.  Jean a family came, though, so we had a good group.

We had a good barbecue and visit.  We lit the bonfire after supper but did not sit around it.  People seem a bit subdued and I have noticed this has been increasing over time.  I guess we are all ageing.

We did social distance but not blatantly.  I had not planned on a barbecue for any reason other than the weather and the ease of preparation, but it almost seemed custom-made for the current WuWHOFlu panic recommendations. There were ten of us. 

 If anyone cared about the rules, it was not at top of mind. ,I have to check to see what the rules are. Okay. It seems we were well within the current guidelines.  None of this was deliberate as I had not even give the matter any thought in advance.

Outside, we normally sit some distance apart and there was no gathering inside before or cleaning up after.  Even if there had been, we would have been conforming.

Dusk fell around nine and shortly after everyone headed home.

I was up a while, watching Ultraviolet on Netflix.  It has only two stars but I find it watchable.

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I'd rather attempt to do something great and fail than to
attempt to do nothing and succeed.
Robert H. Schuller

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