Actually, it’s quadcopter. A DJI Phantom 2 Vision + quadcopter. It shoots stills and hi def video.
We took the new toy with us on our recent visit to the Gulf Islands. Here’s a collection of short clips I put together from the trip. Watch it full screen!
OK. I know this is a bit late. So let’s roll the wayback machine back a couple weeks and pretend this post is timely. We just returned from two weeks in the Gulf Islands. We had such a great time that I didn’t keep the blog updated while we were on our voyage.
I’ve known Bruce for over 45 years now. We met in elementary school. Despite this, he foolishly agreed to come along with us for a week in the Gulf Islands. I had envisioned a week of indentured servitude where we (he) would get a bit of work done around the boat. Kim, on the other hand, thought we should let him participate in the relaxation and fun. Sadly, she won. That was probably good for Bruce, but the projects are still undone.
The anchor came up at 8:05 this morning and we were on our way to Port Townsend. It was another beautiful morning in Garrison Bay. This the first time we’ve been here. It was pretty shallow when I got up in the morning. Low tide. Seven feet.
We are headed back to the US today. Sadly, this starts the trip home. We’ll still have a few nice days on the boat ahead, just not what we’ve experienced the last ten days or so.
Morning in Sidney. We are the small boat on the dock full of big boats. Oddly, most seem to be from California. I cleaned the boat a bit. Kim went to town. We left when she came back.
Sadly, the end of our trip is nearing. Tomorrow we cross back into the US. Our last night in Canada is in Sidney. That’s just a short hop back to customs in Roche Harbor. One more night in the islands.
Backing out of “C” Dock at the Genoa Bay Marina.
Morning in James Bay was fantastic. Like a still pond. It still amazes me that this much water can be so calm.
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I can report that we made it safely out of Clam Bay with nothing attached to the boat that shouldn’t be. I have conquered my fear of Clam Bay. That’s good because I know who would have had to get in the water … again.
