We spent two nights at Wallace Island and two nights in Montague. It’s been four days since we’ve seen the sun. Smoke from forest fires in the region covered the area. The weather has been nice, just no sun and blue sky. Maybe there were clouds from time to time, but we couldn’t see them.
I know, I know. Once again this is just a little late. But it is the last post before I am all caught up.
My brother Jim, and his wife Annie, live in Austin, Texas. We convinced them to temporarily abandon the wonderful summer weather in Texas and come visit the rainy northwest for the Fourth of July weekend. The plan was to take them to Blake Island on the second, and then on to Poulsbo for the Third of July festivities. And that is just what we did.
We did not get the boat back this weekend. I’ll admit I didn’t think this trip to the yard would end up taking a month. We’ve got to get it back next Saturday. We are planning to head north to the San Juan Islands Sunday morning. The Grand Banks Rendezvous starts Thursday at Roche Harbor.
I couldn’t work on the boat so we went kayaking. And fine kayaking weather it was indeed.
I could sit and watch the world go by for hours on a beautiful Sunday morning like this.
I know, I know. This is not a particularly timely post. The Fourth of July was along time ago. Things just seem to get in the way of other things. But it’s time to get this posted so we can move on to more new and exciting posts.
Liberty Bay was chock full of boats for the fireworks on the third. You can see from this photo there are many returns and this does not show the entire bay.
Port Madison was our destination last weekend. Another short overnight trip. And the weather was fantastic once again.
This was the weekend of the annual Puget Sound Grand Banks Owner’s Association’s annual rendezvous in Roche Harbor. We would have liked to attend, but I was supposed to be moving a data center this weekend so could not. Now that’s been moved back a couple weeks so we went out on the boat anyway.
Readers of this blog are likely painfully aware that I am not a wordsmith. Some folks can make words dance on a page. They spin an eloquent yarn that has the ability to hypnotize the reader. That’s not me. I can, however, given enough time and luck, make a decent photograph. That’s the limit of my talent.
So I was surprised when the editor of Sea Magazine contacted us about doing an article for their magazine. He had found us through our little blog.