Comox Valley Yacht Club

Comox Valley Yacht Club

 

Feb 10, 2016

The Comox Valley Yacht Club “the Blue Jeans Yacht Club” was formed in 1999 by a group who believed there was a need for a pleasure boating organization that gets folks together with a common interest to trade information, provide a common voice for boating issues in the community and, especially, socializing.

This is not a typical yacht club. There is no marina or building owned by the club.  They rent a room to socialize, usually at the Comox Golf Club, from the months of September to May. Some of our members don’t even own boats and the boats they do have range in size, age, and sea capability.

The Club is a steward of Sandy Island Provincial Marine Park which is located at the northern tip of Denman Island, across the Bay from Goose Spit and the Comox harbour.

In this stewardship role the Club undertakes a cleanup of the island’s shoreline each spring, and through the summer, members take turns on weekends mooring their boat at the island with BC Parks Host banners showing. 

The Club members provide information to visiting boaters and create a BC Parks presence.

For more information about the Club and it’s benefits link to http://www.comoxvalleyyachtclub.com/

 

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