For the first time in all the years I've been coming to the spit, I woke to find myself alone. The only boat. It was amazing. Sleep was illusive however. The wind veered to the North and it was lumpy. I had taken a buoy (free) for the night but had tied to a large steel ring on the buoy. It slapped against the buoy all night and made a hell of a racket. That and the fact that I don't have my new cushions yet so I was sleeping on plywood. My power panel is so bright at night, I was glad to be wearing a toque so I could pull it down over my eyes. I need some kind of a night shade, or something. The tough night was worth the spectacular morning. Dead calm and full on sunshine. A perfect day for the return trip to Cadboro Bay.

After another search of the forest for morels, it turns out I really did find the only one on the Island yesterday. After a refreshing walk to the campsite (no campers), I returned to Shuttlecock for another coffee before a walk on the spit. I managed to shoot some pretty cool video of an otter fishing.

After a barefoot stroll to the end of the spit and back, I hopped on the ebb for a very quick trip back to Cadboro Bay.