One of my most memorable evenings and great oyster
feed was in a little bay around the corner from Georgina Point at the top end of Mayne Island at the eastern tip of the island. This was back in the late fifties/early sixties and had sailed across from Snug Cove on Bowen Island as I recall
arriving late afternoon. Sunny, warm, very little wind
so powered in to the tiny inlet between Georgina Shoals and the top of Mayne island on a falling tide. At low tide both the shoals and the oyster
beds almost dried out leaving about 3 meters of water
under the keel
at low water
. The shoals protected us wonderfully from the swell of Georgia
Straits. Oysters so thick that they grew on top of each other!
With the love of my life (at the time), we skinny dipped with only running shoes and collected probably 2 lbs of oysters (shucked)... ate 1/2 raw and made up an oyster potato stew with the rest. Put on a few tunes, lit the coal oil lamp
below and watched the sun set over Active Pass.
I feel truly blessed that I still recall
the magic of my youth and the memories are as vivid as they were 50 years ago.
The oyster beds are probably long since privatized I imagine and I think there is even a B&B close by named after them... ah, progress... Capt Phil