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So 5 unexpected days in Kake turned into an absolute hysterical time with the locals. Lachie and I became wall hangings in the Nugget Inn Café. With the likes of Audrey, Bill, Jess and Duke, laughs were frequent and Lachie and I left with a new outlook on Alaskan history and sarcasm.
We camped at the local NFS area, which was an easy walk to town. The weather treated us with a clear and HOT outlook, with a maximum temperature of 88 Fahrenheit. The best comment that we heard was “ it’s too hot to work hard today'. Alaskans were dropping like flies. We tried to leave town on several ocasions, but as we do, we got distracted by something and stayed 'just one more day'.
We spent an afternoon hanging at the hatchery watching the black bears and cubs, fishing in the creek; an experience we were not to miss out on. We spent hours watching different bears filling their bellies and enjoying the 'humpys'. Their dynamics and agility; disturbing yet amazing!
Heading south from Kake we connected with our consistent head winds and ebbing tides, struggling against the tides and currents. Again we go blasted and decided to call it a day at 20Nm and pull into a tiny beach bivvy on an island, supposedly safe from the bears.
With the need to utilize the tides, it was an early start to head south through the much heard of Rocky Pass. Yes, true to form, we got blasted with southerly winds again and struggled for this day. Arriving late afternoon in the lee of an island just north of Sumner strait, we found an average but compromising campsite for the night, sheltered from swell by kelp.
With an early rise, we headed for Pt Baker, a 14 Nm paddle across the open Sumner strait. As it eventuated with the weather, an easy paddle progressed and a MAGIC time was had in these waters. We saw our first Killer Whale briefly and continued into the community of Pt Baker.
Pt Baker……..if you want to fish for salmon and catch one in the first 4 minutes ……..go here!!!!!! Lachie was chilling on the float dock and I was heading for the phone…….next thing 3 guys pull up and asked me if I wanted a salmon…..'absolutely'……goes the conversation……then they realize that they have NO catch on board. I was handed a beer and we passed Lach on the float deck, headed out for sea!!!!!!! Yep 1 beer down, 6 minutes later, we caught a salmon and headed back into Pt Baker. With a float plane bearing down on the boat, we arrived back. I jumped out and fresh salmon was enjoyed for dinner. It's all pretty simple really and I had the best 10 minutes of fun!
 | | Kake |
|  | | the village that never sleeps |
|  | | the locals - Bill and Audrey |
|  | | Kake harbour |
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 | | where we moored our boats for three days |
|  | | an old power skiff on the side of the road |
|  | | we're not sure either |
|  | | the falling down cannery |
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 | | is this what it looks like for the fish? |
|  | | Kim trying to be more artistic than she is |
|  | | sorting tables in the hatchery |
|  | | inside the hatchery |
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 | | humpys as they approach the hatchery |
|  | | looking through an observation window |
|  | | pink salmon swimming into the hatchery |
|  | | Rocky pass |
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 | | the island we camped on |
|  | | paddling through kelp is hard work |
|  | | hermit crab |
|  | | more sea life |
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 | | life in the rock pools |
|  | | weather starting to clear |
|  | | something is amusing! |
|  | | crossing Sumner strait |
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