Tribune morning

SE winds subsided overnight. The morning was tranquil at Tribune Bay on the southern exposure of Hornby Island. The silence was broken however by most unexpected visitors. I popped up from the galley to shouts, squeals and much splashing finding a 45 foot sailboat had arrived nearby, engine idling while three large, white skinned, gray haired adults in speedos splashed rigorously in the cold water and shouted at each other in what I assumed was Swedish. They clamored back on board and exited the bay as quickly as they had arrived. Maybe I should try this instead of coffee.