July 20, 2008 Sunday Skidegate to Alliford Bay
Rainy and chilly still we decided to hike to the Pesuta: a logging ship that ran aground in a storm in the 1920s and has since washed up on shore. It was a 6 mile hike round trip but we added another mile by taking a wrong trail to nowhere (must have been an animal trail). The first 1.5 miles was through a heavily dark forest with brackish streams and carpeted undergrowth.
The second half was on a river that drained in the sea. Flat, sandy, and rocky it was a bit of a workout as the sand was soft, the rocks were small and the wind head-on return.
The bow end of the ship, only 15% of the vessel, remained. This was the day of wooden ships and the only metal remaining the hawsepipe (tube for the anchor chain to flow), large nails and other joint fittings and the like.
Grey Bay is probably one of the prettiest, pristine bay’s we’ve visited thus far. We rank it right up there with French Beach, Vancouver Island. The sites have small pavilion coverage over the picnic benches, your wonderful Canadian Provincial Park deep iron grates, and a small trail to the beach. It is a pack-in/pack-out camp without water but has outhouses. The beach is very shallow and the tide goes out for a mile it seems. Dinner, eagle watching and the sound of the water was a treat.
Rainy and chilly still we decided to hike to the Pesuta: a logging ship that ran aground in a storm in the 1920s and has since washed up on shore. It was a 6 mile hike round trip but we added another mile by taking a wrong trail to nowhere (must have been an animal trail). The first 1.5 miles was through a heavily dark forest with brackish streams and carpeted undergrowth.
The second half was on a river that drained in the sea. Flat, sandy, and rocky it was a bit of a workout as the sand was soft, the rocks were small and the wind head-on return.
The bow end of the ship, only 15% of the vessel, remained. This was the day of wooden ships and the only metal remaining the hawsepipe (tube for the anchor chain to flow), large nails and other joint fittings and the like.
We took the tiny ferry from Graham Island to Moresby Island (Skidegate to Alliford Bay). We heard Grey Bay had a nice secluded camp on a beautiful bay. The road to get there is a logging road and was full of potholes. A 21 kilometer (12.6 miles) drive took one hour as we dodged potholes all the way. But well worth it: we saw a black bear shuffle across the road and arrived early enough to grab the best site.
Grey Bay is probably one of the prettiest, pristine bay’s we’ve visited thus far. We rank it right up there with French Beach, Vancouver Island. The sites have small pavilion coverage over the picnic benches, your wonderful Canadian Provincial Park deep iron grates, and a small trail to the beach. It is a pack-in/pack-out camp without water but has outhouses. The beach is very shallow and the tide goes out for a mile it seems. Dinner, eagle watching and the sound of the water was a treat.
Getting around on Moresby Island is mostly on logging roads. Alliford Bay, Sandspit and the airport have paved roads but other places to visit are only accessible on active logging roads. Caution must be used and it helps if your vehicle has tires that withstand the bumpiness and gravel rock.
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