Not allowed to stretch our legs?

The weather was much nicer today than it was yesterday and much nicer than it will be tomorrow. It's supposed really snort tomorrow. We might decide to stay put for the day. We didn't plan to go very far tomorrow anyway. I threw a few short days in here and there to give us options if the weather turned bad. And here we are.

Our anchorage for tomorrow was supposed to be Montague Harbor and we were to meet up with Kevin and the rest of the Opus crew. The word on the street now though is that their windlass is giving them problems. The windlass, for the uninitiated, is the equipment that raises and lowers the anchor and chain. Without a working windlass they would need to do the job with brute force. I told Kevin he had plenty of crew and we were happy to pitch in, so he should quit whining and get out here. Okay, I didn't really, but I did offer to help.

We whipped up a batch of jambalaya in the pressure cooker tonight. It really turned out well and will serve us for another meal in a day or two.

A large gaffe rigged schooner joined us in tonight's anchorage, full of youth, mirth, and merriment. I doubt they appreciate how clearly their conversations carry across the water.

Apologies for letting this post become verbose, but one last interesting item to share is that our legal status as visitors of Canada is questionable. The customs website made it sound like there were two options for reporting: show up at a port of entry or call the Telephone Reporting Center. In the past I reported at the Bedwell Harbour station, an hour north of the San Juan Islands. Now, however, that station is closed. No problem, I thought, I'll report by phone. It turns out you can only report by phone if you are calling from the dock of one of the ports of entry. But because they closed the Bedwell Harbour station I'll have to call from the Nanaimo station and it will take us four days to get there. What's our legal status in the mean time? Breaking the law? Who knows? There's a trail on shore at this anchorage that we usually stretch our legs on, but I don't think it's probably wise to get off the boat until we've properly reported. Now I have figure out where the Nanaimo customs dock is so I can call again and truthfully tell them where I am. Or not.