I promised the people who helped me plan this trip that I would submit a report. Here it is. The Queen Charlotte Islands, British Columbia, Canada, are the ancestral home of the Haida, the group who made some of the most spectacular totem poles in the world. They call the island Haida Gwaii. The southern end of the island chain is the Gwaii Haanas National Park. With two other people, I spent fourteen days paddling in the park. Our trip lasted from August 22nd through September 6th, the extra days being used to get into and out of the area. It is quite easy to get there from my home in Chicago. I flew to Vancouver and from there flew to Sandspit, the airport that serves the Queen Charlottes. We stayed overnight in a bed and breakfast and left the next day. One can paddle from Sandspit into the park, but is would take two days or so in good weather. We elected to pay for a boat shuttle. We were dropped off at the south end of Wanderer Island. We spent the rest of the afternoon setting up camp and assembling the Feathercraft double and single (Expedition model). As was true almost every day of the trip, the rain came and went a bunch of times, this day never raining for more than ten minutes straight. The next morning our welcoming committee showed up: four sea otters playing in front of us, a seal swimming around, and the ubiquitous deer. A nice beginning to a wonderful trip. The next night we camped on the middle of the three Swan islands. A gale pinned us down so we had to spend two nights there. We probably could have safely paddled through the islands (there are 138 islands in the park), using them as shelter, but so early in the trip there was no reason to take any risks. The island was bear free but had a large family of bold raccoons, so we were happy to have hung our food. When the weather cleared we got one of the three sunny days that we were to have on the trip. We paddled on south, eventually reaching Rose Harbour two days later. On the way we spent a half hour watching a lone Humpback whale feeding just off Benjamin Point. Rose Harbour has the only private homes left in the park. One of the residents, Gvtz Hanisch, runs a guest house and guided trips. We hired him to take us to Sgaan Gwaii, also called Ninstints, a World Heritage site that has a large collection of totem poles standing in their original positions. House ruins and other evidence of a thriving Haida community are also there. It is on Anthony Island only about eight miles from our camp, but the weather changes so fast that we felt it would be a more enjoyable experience if we chartered the Zodiac. Gvtz is incredibly knowledgeable about the history of the area, both natural and human and we were glad we went with him. He is a true character of good character. He took us past a sea lion haul-out where we saw seals and puffins as well as a huge male Stellars Sea Lion and his harem. Each of the historic sites in the park has a watchman program were Haida people stay at the site to control access and provide information. Only a dozen people are allowed at a site at a time in order to make the experience an appropriate one and to reduce the impact on the sites. The watchmen, many of whom are women, are really helpful. Even if their site isnt visited, they give weather and other information on the marine radio and are ones last resort in emergencies. Sgaan Gwaii was a religious experience. All the poles, most of which are grave posts which held the bones of the leader of the house, stand in front of ruined longhouses. The ruins of the houses are amazing: grown over with moss and fallen down but still majestic and filled with powerful spirits. These were no small cottages, some of them are over a hundred feet long. Standing quietly by them in the bright sunshine gave me the feeling that the people who lived here must have loved the place. When we got back to Rose Harbour we toured the little village. It was once British Columbias largest whaling station. Bones, baleen and a lot of the technology that was used to process whales are still in the shallow water in front of the homes. Very grim. >From there we paddled back north, seeing the Humpback in the same area as before, except this time it swam right at us. We didnt even know it was near us because it surfaced without blowing. We heard the water rippling off its dorsal fin as it dove under about fifty feet away. In both directions we went through Burnaby Narrows, catching it at low tide only on the way north. This is one of the richest areas of sea life in the world, because the nutrient-rich waters flow through an area a half mile long and only about 150 feet wide at low tide. The varieties of starfish, crabs, fish, sea urchins, snails and clams were truly a wonder to see. The next major stop was the hot springs island of Gandll Kin. Camping is not allowed on the island but the nearby islands are full of nice sites. We spent two nights there, enjoying a chance to soak in the three hot springs, each with a different view of the water and each a different temperature. Showering wasnt a bad thing, either! On the afternoon of our second day I was the only person in the pools. Off-season delight! Leaving the hot springs area we ran into heavy misty rain. We had to navigate by compass to get from Gandll Kin to the intermediate waypoint of the Bischoff Islands. Fortunately, we estimated the wind drift correctly and ended up exactly where we wanted to be. From there we followed coastlines for the rest of our journey, no more open crossings. We finished at Taanu, the most magical of the historic sites, in my opinion. More than 25 house sites are there, all under the soft blanket of moss that covers everything in the open here. Taanu contains the grave of Bill Reid, a pioneer of the Haida art renaissance. It was at our camp across from Taanu that we were picked up and shuttled back to Sandspit by way of the historic village of Skedans. Here is another large collection of poles and house sites. I was fortunate enough to meet one of the watchmen from here (a woman, actually) at the Field Museum in Chicago a month later. She was part of a delegation of Haida who were at the museum to accept the bones of 150 Haida that had been housed in the museum collections since the early 1900s and now were being given back for burial in Haida Gwaii. The ceremony really gave a magnificent close to the whole Gwaii Haanas experience for me. If youre considering paddling in Gwaii Haanas, here is some info: The weather is mild but really wet. The rain never deterred us from doing anything, but it is a constant consideration. Most days were not rainy, most evenings and nights were. I never had to pack my tent wet, but that was a miracle. Without a large tarp for eating and lounging under, the trip would have been much different. The wildlife is incredible, especially birds. We saw oystercatchers, heron, cranes, gulls, ducks, lots of eagles, hawks, wrens, woodpeckers, shore birds in abundance, loons, auklets, guillemots, puffins, murres, and grebes, to name some. Sea otters are around and river otters are common. Little deer are everywhere and so tame that we sometimes had to shoo them away from our gear. And sea life is too numerous to list. Low tide is a delight of creatures on the rocks. The Queen Charlottes are called the Galapagos of Canada because of their isolation and unique subspecies of so many animals. We never saw a bear, but their tracks and scat are all over. Since there is so much for the bears to eat, they dont seem to see people food as a big deal. No one was using bear barrels, but everyone was told to hang food between trees, which we did without fail. Paddling is easy because of all the islands. Open crossings can be saved for good weather. The wind can be amazing, but we only had three days where it was a factor. Tides are almost always a factor and have to be considered in every part of trip planning. Late summer was a good time to be there. Our shuttle guide, Doug of Moresby Explorers (the only people who shuttle kayaks into the park. They also rent kayaks and act as tour guides.) said that he estimated there to be about 150 people in the whole park when we got there. We only ran into other groups a few times and never had to share a camp area. Marine radios can reach someone just about everywhere, so help is not usually far way. The watchmen monitor marine channels as well. Many of the islands have fresh water streams. It is a rain forest, so getting water was never a big problem. We kept our Dromedary bags filled, whenever we wanted a paddling break or to stop for lunch we would filter water into the bags. Camp sites are random, but favorites are obviously used a lot. Parks Canada requires an orientation, held at the Sandspit airport, and fees, to overnight in the park. The orientation gives you most of the information you need to have a good, fun, safe trip except their illustration of how to hang food to be safe from bears is ridiculous. Each person is given a register number and a passport book with info and a place to have the watchmen stamp your book when the historic sites are visited. Ive paddled through the Grand Canyon three times, Ive paddled in Greenland three times, Ive paddled Isle Royale, Lake Powell, rivers in Costa Rica, Georgian Bay and lots of other places. This was one of the best trips I have ever been on. The ease of travel, the relatively benign weather, the history that lives on there, the natural beauty of the mountains, the wildlife, all make Gwaii Haanas a place I want go to again. Jim Tibensky *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************Received on Thu Nov 06 2003 - 12:58:12 PST
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