We had every intention to depart Port Angeles with the early flood tide on Saturday, July 1. At the 4am alarm, we were barely conscious of thinking awwww, we’re so sleepy…just a few more hours. We left five hours later, give or take, and that was the day we learned to truly respect the tides […]
Port Angeles, Washington
The wind was ripping down the Strait of Juan de Fuca at 30 plus knots, like it usually does in the late afternoon. Susanna and I had Bluewater parked at the fuel dock in the small boat harbor waiting for a few fishing boats to leave the guest dock for Ketchikan, Alaska, thus making space […]
Astoria to Neah Bay
My world was reduced to the screen of the chart plotter, switching between the radar and chart views every few minutes. The rain came first, then the wind, but it didn’t matter, we were headed toward calmer waters at our best and most comfortable speed.
How it all went down…
Monday the 6th 11am: FedEx delivers Michael’s ring. We decide we ought to marry sometime during the week; 3pm: The family center (my place of work) irons out plans for the next day’s filming of its monthly public-access show. Its hosts (our friends) decide to demonstrate flower arranging for the show’s entertainment segment, donating the […]
Perspective
I was thinking how long the winter will be, how much skiing and playing I will be able to get in. Then POW! I have a boat and all of a sudden mid-April is not far away, in fact it seems like next week.
Winds of Fate
The fates are a Greek idea, 3 blind women, one to spin, one to measure, one to cut, the thread is your life. The boat that I thought would carry us into our future is not going to happen. Last weekend, I went back to the boat and brought out a good friend who is […]
We Leave When?!
From Susanna: So overwhelming to think that just 5 months from today I could be loading up Ellie and driving her to Florida for an adventure with no particular end. I’ve become a worrywart, driving Michael crazy thinking about the To Do List of things that have nothing to do with boats or oceans. Right […]