We got up at a reasonable hour this morning, since we only had 6.7 miles to go to make Codville Lagoon, our next destination. However, we didn’t dilly dally either, since we wanted to get there before the wind came up, unlike our trip up from Kwakume. So, by 0800 hrs, we were underway, with flat seas and good visibility, and in less than an hour we were pulling into Codville. We could see one boat, anchored at the north end of the outer anchorage. We anchored in our usual spot at the south end of the outer anchorage.

One thing that dismayed us a bit were all the commercial prawn traps. They were everywhere! The crew on Miss Molly, who we had seen in Kisameet, showed up shortly after we arrived, and spent most of the day working the traps. All the traps they pulled near our boat were completely empty. At the end of the day, they picked up everything and left. I guess they figure they finally got every last prawn in Codville Lagoon.

An eagle in a nearby tree was watching the whole operation.

Larry, Bernadette, and their water spaniel, Chester, came by the boat this afternoon for a short visit. They’re anchored in the north anchorage.   As we chatted, Chester, had his neck stretched waaaaay out over the water, looking intently at something. He appeared to be in a trance.  Bernadette explained that Chester, like his mother, is a fisher dog . If he spots a fish, he’ll go right in after it.  I’d never heard of dogs fishing before. Who knew? But, then again, I know that wolves fish for salmon, so I guess it isn’t all that strange after all.  Larry and Bernadette are headed for Shearwater tomorrow, and then to Rivers Inlet to pick up their three-year old grandchild, who will spend a couple of weeks cruising with them. They had just pulled their prawn trap. They didn’t get any prawns, but did get enough shrimp for a couple of tasty cocktails.  We really enjoyed the little bit of time we spent with Larry and Bernadette swapping sea stories and sharing information.  Al picked up a very valuable tip from Larry on how to easily dispatch a crab by stabbing it just ahead of the little tab that distinguishes between a male or female crab. That way you don’t have to deal with it trying to pinch you with those vicious claws.   Hope to run into Larry and Bernadette again sometime.  They come up here every year,also, so there’s a good chance our paths will cross again.