When we got to the campground we didn’t like the rocky pull-out with the level of the tide, so we kept going toward Lund. We ended up paddling into the Marina and spending the night, then getting our coffee and cinnamon roll before heading out the next day. From Lund we planned to get up to Lewis Channel, out of the Strait of Georgia, and into Desolation Sound. We had a good day of paddling and sailing, and covered around 19 miles. We ended up at the perfect campsite, on a small rock sticking out into the channel. Across the channel was Cliff Mountain. As we landed a deer stood on the only tent site. It was a perfect rock ledge above the water. It would have been nice to land a little earlier, so we could have had a campfire and enjoyed the evening, but we landed just a short time before dark. By the time we had camp setup and dinner made it was time to go to bed.
Bay the next morning. We had around 24 miles to Port McNeill, but again we had headwinds in the forecast. We paddled north and made good progress until the winds started to blow when we stopped for lunch. We thought we would try to continue paddling against the wind, but after pushing for almost an hour we decided it was blowing too hard to make progress with paddles. We ducked behind a rock and put on our sail kits. We shortened the sails and decided to try and cross the strait and make it to Telegraph Cove. We were able to slowly beat into the wind with shortened sails. The waves were breaking but small (1 to 2 feet). We crossed the Strait and tacked back and forth against the wind and now against the current for two or three hours, but finally made it to Telegraph Cove. We thought it was just a boat launch and campsite, but it turned out to be a resort. We ended up tying the boats in the near empty marina and getting a cheeseburger and beer in the Pub. The burger was one of my all-time best burgers. We stuffed ourselves and went to sleep so we could get up the next day paddle the last 12 miles into Port McNeill.