One of Tansy’s favourite excursions from the Passing Cloud was to go ashore at Woodruff Bay (click here for a map). Woodruff Bay is located at the south end of Kunghit Island, and it looks out at the Kerouard and Cape St. James Islands located at the southern tip of Haida Gwaii. Often it is not possible to get ashore here as there can be big surf, so Tansy was pleased to accompany her favourite photographer on their first visit ashore.
Tansy decided to walk over the drift logs to help her cross a creek. She found the drift logs quite sad as some were bruised and hurt from being beached, and thus not much interested in talking to her.
In the forest she found many Sitka spruce, and they were more than happy to talk with her, in their strange sing-song voices – one of the reasons they are prized for instrument wood. They told her ancient stories of the place, of the ferocious winter winds and the muted tales from the midden in which their roots tunneled for they were growing on the site of an ancient Haida village no longer visible above ground.
The oldest spruce of them all was barely alive, but told Tansy some wonderful things about the village of SdasGaaws ‘llnagaay when the carved poles were intact and people danced and sang in the houses, fished for halibut and hunted sea lions at Cape St. James. She had to make her apologies and leave the oldest spruce of them all much sooner than she would have liked for fear of missing her ride back to the Passing Cloud. She had come as far along the beach as she could in the time available.
Back on the beach Tansy took a moment to sit and look at the Kerouard and Cape St. James islands and to imagine large canoes coming ashore full to the brim with fresh fish and meat for the Kunghit Haida that lived here more than 200 years ago.
On the way back to the pick up spot Tansy came across some wonderful boulders all rounded by the crashing of waves that toss them against each other. She could still hear the faint ringing of their winter music.
To get back to the landing spot Tansy took a detour along the edge of a sand dune, which was pretty hard going since the sand kept on sliding away beneath her feet erasing her footprints as she went along.
But she was rewarded for her perseverance with the perfect flotsam for a Hitty – a laundry basket. Her field gear was in need of washing so she was glad for a place to store it while on board the Passing Cloud. Sadly, it was weakened from a long voyage across the ocean so Tansy decided to leave it behind on the Passing Cloud
Tansy was sad to leave Woodruff Bay – she hopes to return in the future and speak more with ancient spruce, and to search for a glass ball among the flotsam and jetsam on the beach.