Great sail mind you, broad reaching first, then close hauled. Zipped right along at 6.8 knots. Once close hauled we had to reef, but still maintained that speed. Heard from some other sailors, anchored at Hope before all hell broke loose, that they were doing donuts while anchored, not in a car on a ice-covered road. Went for a hike and saw this, an Eastern Massassauga Rattlesnake, crossing the trail in front of us. By the time we had the camera out, he was already trying to hide.
We waited till he/she showed again. The rattle is more the sound of a buzzing insect
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