Gus West Island "had a brothel in historic times”. I've been told access was via a cable suspension bridge! Now days only a few impressions of the building's foundation remain on the island.
I can imagine a young "woods worker" coming in on the Friday evening logging train and heading for Gus West Island for a “kiss”, the waiting girls out there surrounded by pounding surf and fog. All that was needed was money in the pocket and the guts to cross that bridge!