Tucked into the wild west side of Douglas Channel, North Cove gave us a peaceful night and a short 7.5 km paddle back to MK Marina. We woke to calm waters, waves lapping just steps from the tent, and towering trees framing the shoreline.
A morning paddle to check the crab trap turned into a wildlife spectacle—harbor seals popped up to spy on us, while three bald eagles battled mid-air over a fish. A sleek mink darted along driftwood, and rockweed snapped underfootlike bubble wrap. In the trees, Steller’s jays and ruby-crowned kinglets traded calls, wrapping the cove in pure coastal magic.