Hull Island - A New Frontier

I woke up with a start the other day It must have been a dream that stuck in my head A mighty prophet had declared, they say, That Hull Island was dead Surely this could not be true An investigation is needed to verify this claim I’ll contact Jon and see what I can do And make plans to visit and see what’s to blame I’ve been to Hull twice in the last few years A week in September was set for this trip We recruited our friend John Low with the help of some beers He wanted to hike and test out his new hip The travel day came and the race to the ferry was on Over to Nanaimo and to Port McNeill we drove Is that a bum in the parking lot? No it’s just Jon Next time I think we’ll fly to Lagoon Cove Our focus now turns toward clues of Hull Island’s demise One sign was the closing of the Haida Way Inn Could this be the start of a long list of goodbyes? How can such beauty and peaceful isolation not win? Items loaded, supplies stowed, it’s time for 2BRNR to get into gear Halfway across Johnstone

Well, I finally got indoctrinated with the Hull Island experience. Jeff Wilson and I spent a few days helping Jon with some projects but also getting plenty of time to visit some neighbors and also to just chill. The ride over from Port McNeill treated us to an Orca extravaganza and on the way back we saw a breaching humpback. Thanks for dialing that up, Jon!   I’ll have to say that the location for my open-air commode was prime real estate with the best view, but it was high-risk if something needed to happen quickly! After a few days, I was getting a little tired of my own aroma so I decided to try out the shower. We hadn’t seen anyone pass between Hull and Triangle Island for days. However, neighbor Paul and his family decided to come over for a visit about halfway through my shower. I soon learned that the shower is not quite as sheltered as it first looked! Paul was apologetic for rousing me out of the shower but it was all good. It was probably a little scary for them seeing a na