watercolour

watercolour, chinook smolts

Overnight at Stuart Island and awake early as the boat negotiated a brief window in tide and current to pick up a truck with a tank of 70,000 Chinook smolts that will be dropped off at Southgate River at the top of Bute Inlet later today. (I am looking at the truck through rainy glass.) And now we are at Orford Bay for a delivery and we watched a load of logs tumble down into the chuck, where it was wrangled into place by a tiny boom boat, moving like a dancer in the green water.

boom wrangling

Everything is so beautiful — the colours against the grey sky and green water, the lush forests, and the two grizzlies we see on a far shore, grazing grass, the cinnamon brown shoulders of the closer one, the dark logs. (I can’t photograph the bears with my phone camera though John took a couple of nice ones with his better camera and I’ll post them once we’re home.)

Coda, an hour later:

The biologists just brought a jar of smolts up so we could see them and they talked about their project. A gift on this rainy morning.

the smolts

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