Day 3
Day 3 unfolded from my dreams as the coastal
sounds filtered through my slumber: the call of a loon, the guttural cluck of
a raven and the ever lapping sea. By now we were efficient with the morning routine
and soon we were launching our boats with anticipation for the day's scheduled
adventure: crossing the 'Great Johnstone Strait'.
Nestled
at the base of a steep forested hillside, 'Lunch beach', provides a
premium haul-out for kayakers, and holds great significance for the
killer whales. It is one of several beaches in the Robson Bight area
(the only one outside the reserve) consisting of small, smooth gravel
on an unusually steep angle. The Northern Resident killer whale population
use these attributes in an activity exclusively their own: beach-rubbing.
When the killer whales are in the area they often visit these rubbing
beaches several times a day where they take turns rubbing their bodies
on the pebbles for up to an hour or more. Although the practical applications
of this activity are not well known (other then the possibility of it
removing an external parasite) the social or recreational importance
of this behaviour proves to be of extreme significance. Attempts to
preserve these rare beaches resulted in the establishment of the Robson
Bight/Michael Bigg Ecological Reserve.
The sun climbed high in the sky as
we lazed on the warmed pebbles, snoozing and gazing at the immense beauty of our
surroundings.) To our backs ancient cedar trees draped with silvery gray "Olds-mans-beard"
reached for the blue of the sky and peacefully watched over the ocean. Again,
an exquisite lunch appeared, and we gratefully indulged before relaxing back into
our blissful peace.