No Denying that We’re Home: Port Townsend

Yesterday, we sailed from Roche Harbor to MacKay Harbor. The day before from Sidney Spit to Roche Harbor. Today from MacKay Harbor to Port Townsend. There is no denying that we’re home: blue Skies, light winds. Continue reading “No Denying that We’re Home: Port Townsend”

Are we really in the PNW? Beautiful weather becomes common

It’s 8:42, BC time. We’re motoring into the Strait of Georgia, which Jennifer and I have both seen when it’s angry. Continue reading “Are we really in the PNW? Beautiful weather becomes common”

We really are on our way home, Campbell River, Julie flies home tomorrow, we see old and new friends

This morning we’re anchored in Gowlland Harbour across Discovery Passage from Campbell River. We’re within striking distance of Seattle, if we made a run for it we could be back on Lake Union in four days. Instead, we’ll take twelve days… Continue reading “We really are on our way home, Campbell River, Julie flies home tomorrow, we see old and new friends”

Pearse Narrows, Where have we been? End of the Rocna Love Affair

Yikes, it’s been a while since we’ve posted.

IMG_20160825_204853We’re a bit south of Port McNeil in Pearse Narrows, where we’ve been having anchor holding issues. Continue reading “Pearse Narrows, Where have we been? End of the Rocna Love Affair”

Taku Harbor, Traveling from Juneau to Endicott Arm – Waiting for Weather

23-JUL-2016 – It’s 8:50 am. It’s been blowing fairly hard since shortly after we arrived here in Taku Harbor yesterday around noon.

Blowing with a vengeance really started during the night accompanied by the predicted hard-driven rain. The rain and wind continues this morning. Continue reading “Taku Harbor, Traveling from Juneau to Endicott Arm – Waiting for Weather”

Ketchikan to Salt Lake City – Life Intervenes

Warning: Profanity has its place to convey the emotion and gravity of a situation. I use it in this piece.

What is the lead of this story? I don’t want to bury the lead.

Is it JoAnn dropping into a coma? JoAnn slowly crawling out of a coma?

Deciding to miss my nephew’s wedding… the first in his generation to marry?

The Delta ticket agent who reversed my check in so I could decide not to fly from Ketchikan to Salt Lake City. That she left the gate to find me to give me additional info to help me decide? Continue reading “Ketchikan to Salt Lake City – Life Intervenes”

Conversation Part 3: Picking up the Parts

On Monday morning, the day the Canadian people celebrate Queen Victoria’s birthday, shortly after 6 am, Jennifer helped me climb into the dinghy. I’d left the two five gallon cans of gasoline in the dinghy and added the remaining two-cycle oil and a mostly empty five-quart container of crankcase oil. Continue reading “Conversation Part 3: Picking up the Parts”