As the clouds and fog lift we catch a glimpse of Haida Gwaii; it seems a suitably mysterious revelation. We've heard so much about the mystical, "special" qualities of these islands, and now we arrive amid a rising veil of mist, rainbows, and shreds of blue sky. It feels like a good omen; but we're tired and still have 2 hours and more to run from Lawn Point south through a channel among the sand banks, to Beaver Bay and Queen Charlotte City.
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