Category: Anchorages

We didn’t plan on finding this cove off Lasqueti Island. The night before, the wind had shifted, and our quiet anchorage turned into a washing machine. By 6 a.m., after hours of rocking and rolling, we’d had enough. An hour later, we slipped behind a small islet off Lasqueti Island. It was a sheltered pocket…

Sometimes all it takes is one night in a different anchorage to feel like you’ve hit refresh. So we headed to the Copeland Islands.

They say every anchorage has its own rhythm — Grace Harbour’s just happened to start with zero wind and a lot of curiosity.