We’ve been out of Internet contact for a few days so I am trying to get all the posts caught up.
A few morning sprinkles and a nice rainbow as sunrise greeted us.
Spencer Spit to Montague Harbour
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Seattle to Spencer Spit
We departed Seattle Saturday afternoon. The plan was to get outside the locks so we could motor north early. Lots of boats waiting so we all ended up in the large lock. The large lock is easy, but it is always interesting. The larger boats tie to the wall with the smaller boats rafted to them. As soon as the gates open, they announce “larger boats first”. Invariably, the small boats all rush in. There is no where for them to go and no way for the larger boats to get in. The lock attendants patiently sort out the chaos and we all eventually end up where we wanted to go.
Jen and Joseph
Jen and Joseph, friends from San Francisco, joined us for a weekend trip on the boat. Our goal was to show them just how fantastic boating in the Northwest is. That, and relax and have a nice time. I think we were successful.
We headed for the locks early on Friday morning. It was a beautiful day. Clear and calm. As we approached the locks, we could see fog spilling over the locks into Salmon Bay.
New life for our old windlass
We’ve had a few issues with our little windlass in the past. It seems to have been abused to the point of failure recently. I posted about that here. And last year we had to replace the motor. That post is here. I am going to take the high road here and blame all of this on previous owners and/or years of dedicated service and hard work (and perhaps just a little abuse).
There is a noticeable difference between the old gear and the new one.
Update: Crocs boat shoes
Some time ago I posted about my new Crocs boat shoes. You can find the original post here. Since that time they have become my favorite shoes for land and sea. These are the shoes I wear on the boat. I like them enough that I bought a pair for home.
Blake Island without friends
As avid readers of this site (if there are any other than close relatives (and I am not sure about them)) will note, we’ve been to Blake Island an awful lot lately. In our defense, sans windlass, we are currently limited to marinas and mooring buoys. We choose mooring buoys over marinas any day. That limits us to relatively few places close to Seattle.
So that’s how Kim and I ended up at Blake Island all by ourselves (but by no means alone) this weekend.
Fish Tacos!
Yum! Fish Tacos.
I was busy working on the windlass this past Saturday when I happened to notice the fish taco boat passing by. With it being close to lunchtime, and working on the windlass less than satisfying (it’s good and broken), the obvious choice was to hop in the inflatable and give chase.
