Our next stop was DeCourcy Island, home of the infamous and creepy cult of Brother Twelve. Brother Twelve was a crazy prophet of some crazy Egyptian cult. He was reportedly irresistible and mesmerizing but we read another account where he just looked like a creepy old man. Somehow he was able to convince very wealthy people to join his cult, move to his island and give him all of their money. The men were forced to live in slave quarters while their wives lived with Brother Twelve who needed to sire an heir. Gross. I fail to understand why this arrangement was enticing to followers but, I guess, to each their own.
Anyway, we arrived at DeCourcy late in the afternoon and set up a halyard swing. After Isaac showed Emma how it was done she climbed into the harness and wanted to be winched all the way to the top of the mast and quickly decided that it was the best thing ever. I love her adventurous spirit.
The next day we hiked over to Pirate's Cove before setting sail for Nanaimo. We arrived in Nanaimo in time to beeline up to our favorite French bakery and grab a treat. Next we hit the used book stores. At this point the boys all headed back down to the boat while us girls walked up to where a natural food market had been in the old part of town. Unfortunately the market had closed but there was a British specialty store right across the street so we went in there to check out all of the fun British, Irish and Scottish food they had. I always find it interesting to see what other cultures like to eat. We saw everything from refined British tea and tea crackers to haggis in a can. It was awesome. We left with a resealable tin of digestive crackers (so we have somewhere to keep our digestives fresh) and some French blue cheese. We finished the day with dinner at a delicious Italian restaurant.
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