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Fall Vacation 2005

 September 16, 2005
    We didn’t get out of the marina until noon…Aaron neglected to pick up some books to take on the trip and I didn’t want to be stuck with him without reading material, so he ran down to the bookstore and then we were on our way (with a fixed auto pilot and a spare for just in case).  Most everything was already on the boat…we just needed the fresh food, the cat and us.  Rain was forecasted for the entire day, but after 3 hours, it’s still nice…maybe we’ll be lucky today.  We’re not sure where we’re heading for tonight…either Kingston or Langley.  It will depend on weather and how far we feel like going.  As we passed Kingston it was still nice and we thought we could get to Langley before it was pitch black.  Outside of Langley, we were about the only boat around, the water was very quiet.  We passed a sailboat drifting off the point just south of Langley, with one guy in the cockpit.  As we passed, he waved, I waved back and wondered if he was having engine trouble. As we were getting fenders and lines ready to enter Langley marina, he called us on the VHF asking for a tow.  A new experience for us.  He threw us a line and we motored forward.  We had heard that Ben was no longer there…guessing that he had died, and we were concerned about how we were going to get this guy into the marina without being able to call anyone for assistance.  We knew how tight and shallow that area is, and found out that this guy had never been into Langley before.  We contemplated having him drop anchor and then towing him in with the dinghy, but we were lucky, people in the marina had heard us on the VHF and there were people on the dock waiting for us. Aaron stood on the bow and yelled for assistance - lucky for us there were 2 slips side by side (how unusual is that for this place!)  and almost a straight shot in.  Aaron untied the towline, threw it to the other boat and I steered us into the port sideslip our tow drifted into the starboard slip.  Big thanks to all the people on the dock to help both of us, they were there to take our bow line, as Aaron was busy with the other boat and we both slid into the slips almost like we knew what we were doing. We had never towed before, nor had he ever been towed.  Then it was time for some  Gin and Tonics (love that Bombay Sapphire) to celebrate a well-orchestrated tow - the other guy looked like he really needed one. We made vegetable soup for dinner,  showered and headed for bed since our plan was to get an early start tomorrow.

 September 17, 2005
    Mr. monster kitty woke us up at 06:30 wanting to play.  After falling back to sleep, we didn’t wake up again until 08:30…so much for leaving early, but we were still the first ones to leave the marina at 08:50.  There was some light fog but adequate visibility.  We saw only a few boats all morning and the water was glass calm.  Finally, the sun poked through and we had a beautiful trip through the Swinomish Channel.  We stopped at La Conner for fuel and ice.  Outside of the channel, the water became a little choppy and even more so entering Guemmes.  Half way across, we were rolling around from the "I-5" traffic and traveling towards Rosario at a roaring 2.6 knots.  Unlucky today with the current.  Through Rosario, we made 4 - 4.5 knots, and arrived at Spencer Spit around 18:00.  Skookum was on a south side buoy, so we dropped anchor near them.  We hadn’t seen Bob and Ellie since they left for Alaska in March, so it was a fun reunion! Later, we went for a walk on the spit under a very large full moon.  Back at the boat, we checked on the cat, started the heater, then back to Skookum for dinner.  Around 23:00 we left them and tucked into Anthem for the night…still with no idea of where we want to go tomorrow.  Isn’t it great being on vacation!

 September 18, 2005
    Mac obviously didn’t get enough playtime before bed so he was a monster all night, wanting attention.  Despite that, we had a nice night at anchor. In the morning, Bob and Ellie cast off their buoy, said good-bye and they were on their way.  We pulled anchor around 11:00 after deciding that we would head to Canada today.  Boundary Pass was a little choppy but we saw very few boats.  Canadian Customs went quickly…only had the engine shut down for 5 minutes.  We entered Montague around 16:00 and found a free buoy. There was plenty of room, but still more boats than we expected for this time of year.  After a quick dinghy ride to the marina, we came back to the boat and found empty water tanks.  Apparently we must have a leak, since there’s no way the two of us could have drained them in just 3 days.  Usually after 5 days, we still have water.  After tearing the boat apart, we fixed a suspect fitting, but  couldn’t be  sure.  Grabbing every container we had aboard - pots,  pans, buckets etc. we hopped into the dink, headed for the campground in hope there was water.  Lucky for us, there was a spigot not far from the beach.  We filled the containers and very carefully hauled them back to the boat in the dinghy to fill the tanks. Two trips like this, with the second being in pitch dark, gave us about 12 gallons of water.  We hoped that would be enough to get us through tomorrow here, then we’d head somewhere where we could fill the tanks.  We also hoped that our fix on the tank would prove successful.  Completely exhausted, we fixed dinner at 21:00. In the morning, we’ll check the tank to see if it’s holding the water.

 September 19, 2005
    It blew all night and in the morning, neither of us had much motivation to get out of bed.  Finally, around 10:00, we rolled out  and made breakfast.  Our water tank appears to be OK, but we can’t tell for sure.  We think there may still be a slow leak somewhere.  After cleaning up, we dinghied into the marina to rent a scooter.  It took a while to track down the rental guy, but at 13:30, we took off on a little Yamaha to explore.  We were hungry for lunch but had a hard time finding anywhere open.  It seems most places have either closed for the season or are closed on Mondays.  We are always amazed at the lack of service in the islands, I think it’s worse in the Gulf Islands  than the San Juans, they just don’t seem to care if you're there or not.  We finally found a place with burgers - mediocre at best.  It’s a long island but not much to do.  The scooter was fun though, and we did get to some spots with great views.  Around 16:30 we returned the bike and headed back to our lonely kitty.  We read and napped for an hour or so then headed in to catch the pub bus.  Pete wasn’t driving, but Fats Domino was still along for the ride.  It seems the old 8-track finally gave up the ghost, as the bus now sports an actual cd player.  After we ate, we played some darts and pool then headed back to the boat a little before 22:00. 

 September 20, 2005
    After breakfast, we untied from our buoy and headed towards Cowichan Bay.  Most of the trip, we had the water to ourselves and it was sunny and nice.  We found the government warf and tied up to the dock.  We had numerous chores to do, but decided to wander around town first.  We had lunch at the much-recommended “Rock Cod Café” and had great food!  After our late lunch, we went through the maritime museum …lots of neat things.  We quickly noticed that some pretty rude people run the shops there.  Back at the boat, we elected to do all of our chores before showering…a mistake later realized. 
While I changed the bed and cleaned the interior, Aaron scrubbed both the outside of the boat and the dinghy.  We also re-stocked the ice in both coolers and filled water tanks.  They have plenty of water here, so it was nice to get these things done while we could.  Then, all sweaty and dirty, we gathered our shower things and headed up the ramp.  Apparently, the wharf manager neglected to tell us that the showers and laundry are locked at 16:30. How nice!!  …especially since we’re paying $1/foot to be at the dock.  I guess we’ll have to go one more day without a shower!  L  We bbq’d some Italian beef kabobs, made rice and had a nice dinner.  Mac decided that he wanted to jump on the dock so Aaron grabbed his leash and babysat him for a while outside. Funny how he always gets brave in the dark!

 September 21, 2005
    Our long awaited showers felt great, and then Aaron made breakfast of french toast and bacon.  I ran up to the market for some more OJ and ice and we then  zipped next door to fill up the fuel tanks.  We headed to Tod Inlet and saw very few boats on the way.  Inside Tod, there were about 10 boats at anchor so we stayed up on the arm and dropped anchor there (away from everyone else).  After doing a stern tie to a tree, we took the dink for a cruise around the inlet..  We found a new dinghy dock that opened the first of this month.  It’s great to not have to beach the dink to walk on the trails.  We walked to the road and then back again on the alternate, more rugged trail. Back at the boat, Mac had fun running around on the boom and out to the bowsprit.  A seal visited us, and  hung around for a while cruising around the boats.   This is still our favorite anchorage!!

 September 22, 2005
    We left Tod and headed back to the U.S.  After calling U.S. Customs with our I-68 info, we were cleared for re-entry.  Crossing Haro Srait, we heard a coast guard  helicopter calling “a sailboat in Haro Strait”, but didn’t see him.  Finally, a boat answered and the CG had all sorts of questions for them.  Next we heard them call a “pleasure craft”, asking similar question (boat name, registration numbers, etc).  After a short while, we saw the helicopter head straight for us, low and loud.  He was calling us on the radio, but  was so loud that we could hardly hear him.  We gave him all of our info and  realized that they must now have computers on board telling them that we had already cleared customs (which was only about an hour beforehand).   With everyone else, they were concerned about where and when they would be checking into customs and when we told them that we were heading for Stuart Island, they told us to have a nice day.  Shortly after, we pulled into Reid Harbor.  There were a few boats, but it was fairly sparce for such a popular place.  We grabbed a buoy and then went to shore and hiked up to the school, picking up a few things from the treasure chest.  Back at the boat,  we had a nice dinner of steaks, salad, pasta and steamed broccoli.  It was a quiet moorage with us reading until 23:00 then off to bed. 

 September 23, 2005
    Sometime early am, the wind picked up and blew from the head of the bay.  By morning, our diesel stove was out, but luckily for us, no back draft.  While I was putting in my eyeballs, Aaron un-tied us from the buoy and we  were off towards Anacortes.  It was windy and quite rough. Spieden Channel wasn’t too bad but San Juan Channel and Eastsound areas were very rolly.  We made good time, but it was an uncomfortable ride.  Surprisingly, Rosario wasn’t bad.  We saw a few sailboats with full sails in Rosario, heading for San Juan Channel (boy did they get a surprise when they turned the corner). 
    We pulled into Anacortes and called for a slip assignment.  With the water being so choppy, we opted to not anchor by Saddlebag and have a rough night.  Plus, real showers were sounding quite nice.  Bob and Ellie were here, and we planned on meeting up with them one last time before heading home.   From now on, we will tell Anacortes that we are a 32’ boat with a 12.5 beam, since  our slip on "L" dock was very difficult to get into with the wind blowing.  We showered then headed to Safeway for a few groceries.  Tonight we are cooking for Bob and Ellie, making Pad Thai  and rice.  Before their arrival,  we did some quick clean up on the boat, and then had to deal with Mac being a monster the entire evening.   By this time, he was feeling a bit cooped up and really wanted to run.  He managed to stink up the boat right before they arrived, then kept running off of the boat.  We watched Aaron chasing him down the dock in the dark and onto another boat.  Once again, it was dark and he felt pretty brave. 

 September 24, 2005
    In the morning, we stopped at the fuel dock then  were on our way to Langley.  I made us some blueberry muffins and eggs for breakfast then marinated thai beef strips for dinner.  We pulled into Langley and the marina was packed.  Good thing it wasn’t this busy our first night when we towed someone into there.  An Ericson 38 let us raft to him and he was rafted to 2 other bigger  boats.  We were the 4th boat from the dock, then shortly after tying up, BJ and Trish showed up, followed by Wes and Ann. (Funny how you can run into family so far from home).  In total, we had 6 boats in the raft-up, with us in the middle (and also the smallest).  Good thing it was a calm night! That evening, our water tanks were drained again, so with a couple of hoses, we were able to get water to us.  BJ and Aaron worked for a while to get our heater to work more efficiently, then we ate dinner at 22:00.  Showers followed and then bed time.

 September 25, 2005
    We untied from the Ericson at 08:50 and headed home.  It was an easy trip…nothing eventful happened like running out of fuel or the auto pilot breaking.  Mac did very well and even felt comfortable to sleep under the dodger on the way home!

Labor Day Weekend 2005

     Since our last trip, we’ve added some new crew…a 3 pound black and white kitty named “Mac the Knife”.   We will see how well he does being a boat cat, since this is his first trip.  While at the dock, we did bring him down to the boat several times to get acclimated, and he had fun exploring the new environment. 
    We left Friday early afternoon, stopping by the fuel dock for a top off.  We headed to Blake, and it was a beautiful day.  There was very little boat wake, but enough to make kitty not feel so good.  Fortunately for Mac, there was just enough room for us at the dock, so he could stop moving for  a while.  He slept all afternoon, didn’t eat much that first day but started to feel better that evening.  We grilled some steaks for dinner then visited with one of Aaron’s friends that was there on his Ranger 26.
    Mac slept all night with us in the v-birth and is getting used to being on the boat.  After some breakfast and showers, we hiked around to find 3 geocaches. All in all, it was a pretty relaxing day.  It was so nice, that we decided to stay here until Sunday (tomorrow).  So, we left Sunday around 12:15, raised sails and drifted towards Seattle.  Strange how yesterday it was blowing 35 knots.  Hardly anyone was out on the water today, and after 3 hours of drifting, we dropped sails and motored through Agate.  We saw some blackfish but scared them away with our engine. Close to Agate we had some light rain and then approaching Liberty Bay there were whitecaps and it was windy.  To avoid being beaten up at anchor, we peaked into guest moorage and found lots of open slips.  So, with it raining and windy, we are tucked inside with the stove going and Mac happy that we’re hanging out with him. 
    Monday we wandered around Poulsbo, had lunch at JJ’s and then left for home.  Outside the marina, we raised our headsail, dropped it to get through Keyport, then ran the spinnaker and main all the way home.  We motored a total of 20 minutes to get back to Port Orchard.
    Mac did very well on his first trip.  By day 2, he was fine - eating well and getting his sea legs.  He didn’t come up above while underway, but we think he’ll do just fine on the boat.

June Vacation 2005

 June 24, 2005
    Here we are…ready for a 12 day get-away to the San Juan’s/South Gulf Islands.  We hauled out in April, did a lot of work on the boat, and now have it stowed with enough supplies for a month (or possibly longer since Julie did the stowing).
    We managed to get out of Port Orchard at 18:15, and decided that Kingston would be a good first night’s stop since we were leaving late in the evening.  We motored through Agate…making great time while enjoying a nice dinner and seeing only a few boats.  Heading around the point was rough and we had the bow underwater with every wave.  Of course, it wasn’t quite as rough a little ways out from the point, but that wouldn’t have been a straight line and Aaron had  a lot of fun crashing down with each wave.  Needless to say, we were very happy we had a good dodger so the windows could take the slamming waves instead of our faces. Oh, memories of Quicksilver.
    We pulled into Kingston around 21:30 and grabbed a slip versus anchoring, since it’s a bit rough tonight.  While rinsing the boat from all the salt spray, we found seaweed not only on the anchor, but all over the deck.  We both took showers (the last real ones for several days), and then relaxed onboard and read. 

 June 25, 2005
    The plan was to leave Kingston at 08:00, but didn’t wake up until 08:15.  So, we scrambled and were off the dock at 08:40.  It had rained a little last night, but this morning is just gray.  The water is quite cal (what a difference from last night).  We started off making great time (6.5 knots), but after an hour, we were only making 5.0 and under.  The sun came out, so a slow trip isn’t too bad.  After deciding that we wanted chicken skewers with peanut sauce for dinner, I realized that I had forgotten all of my cookbooks.  I haven’t done this before and since I couldn’t remember any of the recipes, I knew that I would ruin most all of our dinners.  So, I started calling people I have given the books to (Simply Classic and Celebrate the Rain) and begged for recipes.  I also knew that I might not have good cell phone coverage for very long, so I sat on the bow and wrote down about a dozen recipes.  Maybe from now on, I should get an extra copy of each and leave on board.  We were only making 4.5 knots for most of the day, and it made for a slow trip.  At 17:15, we  stopped at LaConner for fuel and ice.  About the time we hit the RR trestle, it was slack tide and once again had the current against us.  We finally made it out of the channel and dropped anchor between Hat and Saddlebag Islands.  It was pretty shallow, so we pulled anchor, moved forward and put out the stern anchor as well.  After dinner, we dinghied to shore and climbed around the island.  It was a bit rough and steep  and no trail but we made it around.  The other side of the island had 5 or 6 boats at anchor, but we were by ourselves on our side. 

June 26, 2005
    It was a mostly calm night, but at 04:00, we woke suddenly to being crossways to a rather large wake..  After breakfast, we pulled anchor and headed into Anacortes to run up to West Marine to buy some anchor chain.  The old yellow chain on our stern anchor was so horrible that it left yellow paint chips everywhere.  So, we ditched it and replaced it with new.  Thirty minutes was all it took, then we were  on our way.  We made a light breakfast while traveling through Guemmes Channel.  Rosario wasn’t bad (a little wavy but calmer than we usually see it).  A few ferries and boats were on the water, but overall, we are seeing fewer boats than most trips.  It was an easy trip to Pender Harbor and we made it through customs in just a few minutes.  We left and were finally making some good time (over 7 knots towards Montague).  When we arrived, only half of the buoys were taken, if that..  So, we ended up at a good spot with the rock cliff to our stern.  After cooking up a quick stir-fry and rice for dinner, t cockpit showers followed.  We elected not to go to the pub tonight since we’d be getting such a late start.  For now, it’s nice to relax in a pretty and quiet anchorage since we’ve had a couple of long travel days. 

June 27, 2005
    It was a very calm night - we slept well and  pretty late in the morning.  After breakfast, we hiked around the trail and lagoon area and realized that we needed some sea life books for identifying all of the things we see on the beach.  We cruised to the marina area and found everything pretty much closed since it wasn’t a weekend.  Apparently, this place is very empty until the long weekend in July. (how the Canadians put it).   After lying around on the boat (reading and napping), we took the 18:00 bus up to the pub,  had some dinner and played darts and pool.  When it was time to head back to the boat, Pete, the bus driver, was nowhere to be found.  So, we had some dessert and were forced to stay until closing.  When he finally arrived, he had some story of helping a friend get his boat in the water.  At least we had a ride back to the boat.  Just like always, the phosphorous was amazing - so bright making a glowing path from our dinghy. 

 June 28,2005
    We untied from our buoy mid morning and headed toward the Secretary Islands.  We stuck our nose into a couple of places but if there was already a boat, we left to find another place.  We ended up between the first Secretary and Mowglie Island.  Finding a good spot, we dropped anchor, backed toward the rocks and did a stern tie to the beach.  More stern line would really come in handy here since we end up so close to the beach sometimes!  After securing the stern line, Aaron had a bright idea of swimming back to the boat.  I wish I had a camera for that one!  It might have been hot outside, but the water was still pretty cold.  We took cockpit showers and thought it was a very private place, until later when we saw a house at the top of the island.  By this time, we were running low on water and ice, so tomorrow we will find civilization.  Well, it was calm when we anchored, but by the evening, the wind was knocking us around a bit.   While reading in the cockpit, we noticed two bald eagles soaring overhead.  They seemed to be circling our boat quite low. (close enough to see their faces).  Maybe we were invading their space because I don't think they were thrilled to have us there.  Honey mustard pork chops were thrown on the grill and then we retreated for the night.   With the heavy gusts, we were contemplating pulling anchor, but felt confident with the hold and stayed through the night.  If we had drug, we would have quickly found the rocks..  So instead, we awoke every hour or so and checked things out. 

June 29, 2005
    It was a bumpy night but both our anchor and stern line held well.  It was still pretty windy and since we were so close to shore and the rocks, we decided to untie the stern line (here’s where extra line would come in handy so we could loop around and pull it from the boat), pulled the bow anchor and then while I idled out in the bay, Aaron hopped in the dink and retrieved the stern line from the shore.  We decided to try Thetis, since we hadn’t been before.  It was an old-fashioned kind of place, but the owner was very nice to us. Since they make their water, we were able to get a few gallons to fill our tanks.  We also filled fuel and did a few housekeeping chores.  We were one of only a few boats here.  Later, we took the ferry to Chemanus (one that only holds about 15 cars).  After  a 20 minute ride, we arrived in the little town and wandered around.  We had some ice cream and saw all of the murals.  It was sunny and nice and it felt good to walk and get some exercise.  After having dinner at the Mediterranean restaurant, we caught the ferry back with a quick stop at Kuper Island to drop off a few passengers.  Chemanus had a grocery store, so it was nice to pick up a few fresh items.  By the time we arrived back at the boat, the marina was about half full, mostly with a group of Catalina 27’s from a BC sailing club.  They were admiring our boat---made us feel pretty good since not too long ago she didn’t look so nice. 

June 30, 2005
    We slept in a bit, had a quick breakfast, and then untied from the dock.  Out of the cove, we raised sails and drifted.  We got up to 4.5 knots and were “racing” a few of the Cat 27’s.   While I was down below marinating the chicken, Aaron finally gave up waiting for wind, so he started the engine and dropped sails.  We motored the rest of the way to Genoa Bay.  There was a lot of dock space and the people were nice but there’s not much here.  We met Tony, the 18-year-old cat at the floating gallery, and walked up the road for  a long time and never saw much, except the head of the bay.  Aaron didn’t like the heat so much, so we hung out on the boat and read in the hammock, but the wind was so strong that it wasn’t comfortable to lie outside.  We decided that one night was enough here…nice place but no supplies or much to do.  Tomorrow we will start making our way back towards the San Juans.

July 1, 2005
    In the morning before leaving, we used up some of our Canadian currency and bought a sweatshirt and t-shirt at the marina office.  Aaron cooked breakfast this morning (scrambled eggs with ham and sweet muffins - the blueberries went bad so they were plain).  While doing breakfast dishes, we had some entertainment on the dock across from us.  We watched a Carver come in and try to dock.  The husband was up on the fly bridge and the wife in the cockpit area.  They got close to the dock and she threw the stern line to 3-4 people standing by,  offering assistance.  First, there was no bowline attached to anything, so the bow quickly drifted away from the dock.  Second, the stern line wasn’t attached to anything either and when she threw it to the people on the dock, she tried to hang on to the end that should have been on a cleat.  She couldn’t hold it as the boat drifted away, so they finally left the dock after trying it this way twice.  We saw them flapping their arms at each other (we had hoped they were getting their act together), but upon their return for another attempt, the exact same thing happened again - only this time they bumped into the side of a sailboat tied to the dock. They finally made it to the dock - still no bow line and all 4 people were trying to hold the bow at the dock.  Finally, one of the people took a line from the woman and put it on a cleat and secured it to the dock.  Neither she nor her husband were concerned about securing the boat - they just sat there and screamed at each other while good samaritans were trying to do their job.  It’s a bit scary that these people are out cruising the same water we are!
    After watching this, we got our things together and untied from the dock.  Just out of the bay, we raised sails and sailed slowly out of Cowichan Bay.  When there was no wind and we were going 0.0 knots, we dropped the headsail, sheeted in the main and motored until we were near Sydney.  We figured we would try Sydney Spit so we sailed again.  We grabbed one of the 35 buoys, had lunch then dinghied into the park.  What a neat place!  We walked through the woods, noticing the 1-meter level of all the brush where the deer could reach.  After the loop, we landed the dinghy half way down the spit and walked along the spit barefoot for a quite a while.  With cold feet, we went back to the boat, made steaks for dinner and relaxed.

July 2, 2005
    After breakfast, we checked the charts for the channel out of the spit.  We came in at high tide and noticed how shallow it was. So since the tide was much lower than last night, we had better find the right way out.  We watched a couple of sailboats wander around, looking for it, and asking people if they knew which way to go.  Being sure of the channel,  we untied from our buoy and followed the chart and chart plotter exactly.    Even though we thought we were in the right place, we went over a spot that read 5.3 ft on our depth sounder and we go aground at 4.5.  We were just above idle and managed to get out without hitting bottom, but it is very unclear as to where that channel is.   Out around the spit we raised sails.  All the way across Haro Stait we were not quite close-hauled and had a beautiful sail.  A little more than half way across,  we looked up to see a whale watching boat along with the Victoria Clipper and some cruising boats just off of our path.  Looking ahead, we saw why.  Out of the water were glimpses of Orca tails  and we realized that we were heading right through the middle of several Killer whales.  With Corduroy holding our coarse (autopilot), we wandered out onto the bow to see whales breaching right below us.  We tried to get pictures but all we have are several shots of bubbles on the water.  They were not playing around, but definitely heading north.  We were so excited to finally see whales while on the boat (first time for both of us).  Shortly after this, the wind died completely, so we dropped sails and motored into Roche, where some of the FYC was congregating.  Fortunately, we have our I-68 pass, so we didn’t need to bother with pulling up to customs.  A quick phone call is worth the effort to get this pass.   We called BJ and he said they were in Wescott Bay, so we decided to join them for the night.  We rafted, then put out some crab traps since the season was now open.  We took the dinghy into Roche for showers and groceries then back to the boat.  Next, the Grandparents showed, then Pam and Cliff and one of Pam’s Canadian Friends, and James, Julia and Emma.  Trish and Kendra made crab cakes for everyone  and since Windlass has a giant cockpit, we all gathered there for dinner.  It was  a nice feast - lots of food as usual.  The anchorage was  nice anchorage - we’ll have to remember this for another time. 

July 3, 2005
We untied from Windlass  and left the raft-up.  Everyone else was staying for the 4th, but we were on our way home.  Not too far away from the group, we found mud - a result of not checking the charts very carefully.  The depth sounder read 3.6 feet and we run a ground at 4.5.  Fortunately we were moving slow and just eased into it, so there was no sudden stop.  Aaron managed to free us and we quickly found deeper water.  Not our most proud moment, but it happens.  James, Julia and Emma were on their way back from the beach in their dinghy and we called them over as we found a floating line (that was attached to a crab pot).  Hopefully someone was saved from tangling that in their prop.  We went out through Roche (filled with boats for the 4th), then flew through Spieden Channel with the wind on our nose.  As we approached West Sound, the wind was behind us, but with only a half hour to go, we didn’t bother raising sails. We can’t wait until we have roller furling!  How easy that will be to unroll for a bit.  Through Massacre Bay, we either (1) found an uncharted shoal, (2) had some sort of creature following underneath us, or (3) our depth sounder is FUBAR.  It was an uneasy feeling to have depths read 6 feet and to not know why when there is nothing charted to those depths.  We found a little cove to drop anchor and managed to wrap our anchor line around our keel.  Lucky for us, it freed itself after a few minutes of patiently waiting. We also put out our stern anchor and had a nice little spot.  We hopped in the dinghy and went into the marina area.  There was nothing there really, so we went back to the boat and had some crab melts (left over from Wescott Bay).  It was a quiet place, with just a few pterodactyls flying overhead.   For dinner, we had clam spaghetti…minus the parmesan.  I had given all of mine to Trish for the Caesar salad, forgetting that I needed some for this meal.  Pam gave me some of hers, but after opening it, the bright green color made us decide not to use it. :)  We watched “Monsters Inc” on the Laptop then went to bed. 

July 4, 2005
    As usual, we woke up about a half hour later than planned.  We threw some clothes on and pulled anchor.  While in the dinghy retrieving the stern anchor, it felt a little heavy and out of the water came an old kedge anchor attached to ours..   Covered with barnacles, rust and wear clear through the ring, it will look good as a yard decoration. What a great find!  Wouldn’t it be great to know the history of it? How old? What kind of boat did it come off of? Who knows, it could have been there for 50 years.  
    Anyway, we pulled both anchors and were on our way in 8 minutes - a record for us.  (Note:  We don't usually time ourselves, but we had quite a ways to go and needed to get moving).
Today the water was filled with boats - the most we’ve seen the entire trip.  Both Blind Bay and Spencer Spit were full  as we passed at 11 am.  Once again, we lucked out through  traveling through Guemmes Channel and flew through at 9 knots.  As a last minute decision, we stopped at La Conner.  A real shower was sounding nice and we were ready to stop.  We walked around town, which is something we never get to do since we’re always just passing through.  It’s a great place and it was fun wandering through the shops.  Afterwards, we cruised around in the dink, exploring little coves.  It was sunny and nice and a fun time.  For dinner, we had more crab (still from Wescott Bay).  The crab cakes had so much crab that they wouldn’t hold together. - what a shame. :) We asked in town about fireworks and found out that the Indians across the channel do a big display. So, with front row seats on our bow, we saw the biggest and longest display we’ve both ever seen.  Finally at midnight, we gave up and turned in - the Indians were still going.

July 5, 2005
    The fireworks lasted pretty much all night - not firecrackers, but big stuff going until about 2 am.  Like we said, longest display ever!  Aaron got up at 07:00 to get us underway and I stayed in bed where it was warm and comfy.  I couldn’t sleep, however, since there was so much bayliner wake throwing me around the v-birth.  So at 08:30, I gave up and crawled out into the cockpit.  About that time, our auto pilot craps out and stops working all together.   With about 10 hours to go, Aaron heads back to bed and hands me the tiller.  Nice.  We rigged a line to hold it on course, but you still had to stay on top of it every minute and if you were to let go of it for a second, you’re doing 360’s.  I think it was Aaron that made it break since just last night he was mentioning how great it was to not have any mechanical problems the entire trip.  Nice going sweetheart!  The entire trip home was choppy.  Wind was from the south and we were nose into it.  Near Kingston, we saw 2 of the tall ships heading  north.  The first was a Russian ship and the second Italian.  We had a good time listening to a “distressed” sailboat on the VHF.  They were in no danger - just uncomfortable since it was choppy, so they called the coast guard.  A fishing boat that we passed, towed them into Kingston - this all happening right after we passed the area.  Coming around Ilahee, I was at the helm while Aaron was napping and I heard the engine “miss" once.  I started adding motoring hours quickly in my head and I knew we were cutting it a little close.  I mentioned to Aaron the night before that we should have topped off the tank with the jerry can but he didn’t want to do it in the dark then forgot about it before leaving.  Since we usually cut that corner at Ilahee pretty close, I swung out further in the middle as we motored towards Port Orchard.  Then, right in front of Pt. Washington Narrows, the engine shut off.  We calculated correctly - 24 hours of motoring is what we can do on a tank. So, we added our 5 gallons of jerry can, but then had to bleed the fuel lines to get it going.  This all happened 15 min. from the marina and   just as we were moving again, the skies opened up and it started to pour - the only rain we had all  day.  Had we not ran out of fuel, we would have been tucked into our slip by the time the rain hit.  Oh well, we lived and made it home in one piece. 

 Memorial Day Weekend 2005

May 27, 2005
    Left the marina at 11:00 after topping off the water tanks and putting the dinghy into the water.  There were a surprisingly large number of boats on the water for a Friday morning, but it’s hot and a holiday weekend.  We motored (calm water) to Blake, and found a very full marina.  So, we went to the SW side of the island and anchored near the linear moorage.  A lot of boats are on this side too - I guess everyone came out yesterday.  We dropped anchor and shut off the engine at 13:00.  Tides are very low (-2.9) so it felt like we were just a few feet from the beach.  With no breeze, we were quite hot so we escaped in the dink for some air movement.  We walked around shore a little while then headed back to the boat for a nap.  Aaron left again in the dink and  I tried to sleep but had no luck.  Between the heat and a bad headache, it was quite miserable.  At 19:00 we were waiting for the sun to go down before making our steaks for dinner. 
At this point, I have nothing else in our log and can’t remember what we did for the rest of the weekend. - Poulsbo?  Blakely Harbor?   (Webmasters note: Aaron & Julie did indeed join the FYC in Poulsbo for the rest of the weekend)  OK, so Pam is right, we did head to Poulsbo and anchored next to the FYC.  While BJ was sailing his dink, we were playing with little Anthem in the water.  The rest of the weekend was spent here, with a potluck dinner Saturday night on board the raft-up and then dinner Sunday night at That's a Some Italian Ristorante.  Our visit to the restaurant  wasn't what we usually experience.  The service was terrible, the food not so good and overall, we weren't very pleased.   On Monday the group split off and we pulled anchor and  went home.  

New Year’s 2005

     The weekend began Thursday with Aaron working until mid-day and me heading to the boat to prep for leaving.  While the boat was being stowed, I heard people talking about whales outside of the marina.  From the end of the dock, you could see four Killer Whales playing over by the shipyard.  There were several seals hanging out inside of the breakwater, poking their heads up out of the water, obviously checking for safety.  Several of us watched for a while until the whales headed out of Sinclair Inlet.  We called Bob and Ellie, who were already at Blake Island and they said there were Gray whales around there earlier, but no Orcas.  What a great way to start the New Year!! 
    Aaron arrived at the marina around 15:30, having missed the whales and we didn’t see any on our way to Blake.   I guess they were just touring through Port Orchard and moved on. 
    The evening was beautiful for this time of year.  The water was calm, the sky was blue and it was cold. So, some hot chocolate with a little kaluha did the trick.  With the exception of a ferry and a couple of boats, we were alone.  We arrived at Blake, just at dark, and Bob and Ellie were there to greet us and help tuck us into a very tight place.  We docked and had a whole two feet to spare.  The marina was quite full - not that many boats but lots of large boats spaced poorly.  Apparently, the calm weather has brought more people out than usual.  We ate some dinner, then headed over to Skookum for a visit and jelly bellys. 
    During the night, we were both pretty restless—didn’t sleep well, although it was a pretty quiet night.  It was around 9 AM when we finally rolled out of bed, and made biscuits and gravy for breakfast.  Afterwards, we felt we should take a walk and work off that heavy meal.  We looked for the white deer that Bob and Ellie saw a day earlier on the South end, but we didn't have any luck.  So, we walked for about 2 hours - walked off breakfast but upon our return, we were hungry again (mostly Julie) and tired. So, we had some lunch then took an afternoon nap.  What a rough day it has been - eating, walking and napping. When we woke, it was dark and quite windy.  It is New Year’s Eve and Bob and Ellie volunteered to make tacos for us, so we ate, talked and played Guesstures while waiting for midnight to roll around.  Since the tide was low, we headed up higher to watch the fireworks. The wind died down, but it started to rain lightly.  After a nice display, lasting about 15 minutes, we all headed to our boats for bed. 
    New Year’s Day, we slept until 10am, and didn’t eat breakfast until noon.  It’s so easy to be lazy when you’re out on a boat!  I took Bob and Ellie up on their offer to shower on Skookum since the bathrooms at the island are closed for repairs.  Aaron decided that he would just wait until we go home.  I guess he didn’t mind having itchy skin. 
    Tonight we had Bob and Ellie over on Anthem for dinner and had a nice time. 

 At this point, my log has no more entries, but I’m sure that we went home Sunday, with nothing eventful happening.  


Aaron and Julie’s Honeymoon Log             Jump to Honeymoon Photos

August 1, 2004    After a fun year of planning, then finally the wedding day on the 31st, we woke up early this morning in Gig Harbor at The Rose B&B, had breakfast, then drove back home just to collect a few last minute things. Julie’s sister and brother-in-law met us at the house and drove us to Kingston where Anthem has been moored for the last week. After a quick stop for ice, we loaded her up and left the marina by 11:00. Here we are, the first day of our honeymoon, heading North to the islands. The weather is beautiful and we had a relaxing trip to Anacortes…arriving at 8:15 pm. After some T-bone steaks and a bottle of champagne, we took a walk around the marina then we were off to bed.

August 2, 2004    This morning is sunny, but the fog is sitting over Anacortes. We took our last "real" shower for a few days, filled up with fuel (8 gallons…boy it’s nice not having a power boat), then left the dock by 10am. We flew through Guemmes Channel at 13 knots. We usually hit the tide wrong and crawl through at 2 knots. We crossed Rosario, which was choppy and were tossed around like a washing machine. I was fine as long as I stayed up above, so Aaron made breakfast. The fog lifted as soon as we were across Rosario, and now at noon, it’s sunny and warm. We arrived at Bedwell for customs, earlier than expected, and were processed and out of there in 11 minutes. We left Bedwell and headed towards Montague with very little boat traffic. Montague was crowded, but we found one open buoy and grabbed it. After cleaning up the boat and doing a few chores we had chicken skewers with peanut sauce and ginger rice. We had heard about the infamous Hummingbird Pub so we dinghied into shore and waited for the bus. We laughed when we saw it but we did manage to arrive to the pub un-harmed. Our driver, Pete, was straight out of the 80’s…complete with a mullet hair cut and jeans tucked into his hi-top tennis shoes. At the pub, we had a few drinks, played pool and darts then we were off back to Anthem. We remembered that we left our flashlight in the dinghy and it was interesting making our way through the woods to the dock at 11:00 at night. Tomorrow we’ll remember the flashlight! On the way back to the boat, the phosphorous was so bright…the brightest we’ve ever seen. We ate some left over wedding cake then off to bed.

August 3, 2004    We woke up this morning to rain and wind out of the south, making us rock around a bit. Aaron wanted to play with little Anthem (our RC sailboat), but the waves were a little rough for our helmsman (the green alian). So, we dinghied around the bay and explored…hiked a bit, then noticed a red tug. It was Skookum, but their dinghy was gone. Later we ran into them at their boat..what a great surprise! They had us over in the evening for snacks and we showed them wedding pictures on our laptop and gave them a piece of wedding cake. After that, we all caught the 7:00 pub bus and had dinner at the pub. We played darts and although it was Ellie’s first time ever playing, she and Bob came a close second to us. This time the flashlights were helpful and the phosphorous was glowing like last night. The wind has died completely so we had a comfortable night’s sleep.

August 4, 2004    After sleeping in until 9:00, we ran over to Skookum to say good-bye then untied from our buoy and headed out of the bay. The wind was on our nose (of course) but it was light so we raised the sails and sailed for a little over an hour, motor sailed for about 10 minutes then found a little wind once again. When we had no wind whatsoever, Aaron had a great idea to raise the spinnaker, but when we did, there wasn’t anything to hold it open so we had to motor the rest of the way to Fulford Harbor. We called for a slip assignment and they were waiting for us at the dock. Very friendly people here..they gave us an introduction and showed us everything we needed to know. After cleaning up we took a walk into town..not much here, but funky. It’s pretty much straight out of the 60’s. It’s late and most everything is closed, so we’ll go through the town tomorrow. We walked into their "grocery store", but they didn’t have anything we needed. They had one sorry looking chicken and 2 potatoes. So, we will go somewhere tomorrow for some real supplies. After dinner, we took a dinghy ride around the bay. We found a pub, but it was too smokey so we went by the ferry dock and had coffee and dessert at The Tree House.

August 5, 2004    After sleeping in, Aaron asked me what I wanted for breakfast. Cinnamon rolls sounded good, so the sweet husband he is, dinghied into the bakery and arrived 20 minutes later with fresh rolls. Then he made me scrambled eggs with ham. We then decided to head into Ganges for the day. The taxi was $32 each way (for a whole 12 K), so we made the trip count and spent the day in town. We had a great lunch at an Italian restaurant on the water, then later had drinks at an English pub. We stocked up on some meat and produce then headed back to Fulford. Upon our arrival we saw Skookum tied up at the dock, so we visited with them a while. The wanted to go to the pub for dinner, and we stayed on Anthem and had our thai beef strips. They came back shortly after leaving and said that not only were they smoked out, but were almost caught in the middle of a couple of bar fights.

August 6, 2004    Aaron had breakfast started by the time I got back from my shower, we ate, then after stocking up on ice, we said our good-byes to Bob and Ellie, then headed to the fuel dock in the pouring down rain. We were told that the dock is open if the Canadian flag is flying. When we prepared to leave, it was. But, by the time we arrived, it was down and there was no one around. We weren’t desperate for fuel, but wanted to fill up since we weren’t sure when we’d find fuel again. We must have looked pathetic enough for the lady with M.S. to walk down from her house and let us fuel. She said that they had closed since the weather was so nasty…they didn’t figure anyone would be out in it. She gave us her business card and suggested that next time we make a reservation. So here we are, off the fuel dock at noon heading for Tod Inlet. The rain let up a couple of hours into the trip, then it turned into a pretty nice day. As we were heading down the inlet, we couldn’t believe how beautiful it was. We dropped anchor in the back of Tod, with about 14 other boats at anchor. So much for privacy. It was surprisingly quiet and a seal was cruising around the boats. I had just settled down to reading my book when Aaron suggested a dinghy ride. We explored the inlet and quickly decided that this was our favorite place so far on our trip. We looked across the bay and noticed a Cape George Cutter, just like Bob and Diana’s. A little closer and noticed that it was indeed White Swan and knocked on their hull. They were a bit surprised to see us, and we had a great evening of drinks, Diana’s Nanaimo bars, and viewing wedding pictures. They were leaving the next morning but it was great to see them one last time before their departure south.

August 7, 2004    We slept in (again) and then I made fresh blueberry muffins for breakfast. Bob and Diana drove by for a quick wave good-bye, then it was shower time. We decided to swing the boat around and do a stern tie to shore to give us more privacy for showering in the cockpit. Instead of raising anchor and re-setting, we let out about 180 feet of scope and swung her around. Now with a few towels on the life lines, we had our own semi-private shower. We spent most of the day at Buchart Gardens and were shocked as to the number of people around us. It felt strange after being on the boat alone all week. Crowds were making us nervous. We planned to watch the fireworks at 9:30 tonight, but were advised to put our blanket on the lawn early. We couldn’t believe our eyes when we noticed people doing so at 2:30 in the afternoon. So, we ran back to the boat and did the same with our blanket…getting one of the best spots for viewing. We saw the gardens and ate lunch there…a little expensive but very good food. We went back to the boat to prepare a picnic dinner…we had a picnic basket given to us for a wedding present and thought this would be a great opportunity to use it. So, we had some smoked salmon, cold pasta salad, brie cheese, grapes, crackers and sparkling apple cider. We left the boat and arrived at our blanket at 7:30 and there must have been 1000 people waiting for the fireworks to begin in 2 hours! This place was packed! We couldn’t believe how many people were crammed onto the lawn. We had a nice picnic, but fought off yellow jackets that really wanted our food. The fireworks were a spectacular event and must be seen from ground level to really appreciate it all. They lasted ½ hour –45 minutes, then we jumped up and ran out of there…managed to beat most of the crowd. Traveling down Tod Inlet to our boat, we looked behind us and noticed a trail of flashlights from dinghies. Of course, a few made some quick maneuvers to avoid kayakers wearing hats with red/green lights, appearing to be oncoming boats.

August 8, 2004    After eating a nice breakfast of French toast and sausage, we packed an overnight bag for Victoria. (Aaron surprised me yesterday with a night at a B&B in Victoria) We didn’t really want to raise anchor and move the boat for one night, so we left Anthem at anchor and a stern tie for the night. This made us a bit nervous but it appeared to be a safe anchorage. We took our dinghy to Brentwood Bay Marina and they let us leave it there over night. We managed to find the bus stop and found one heading to Victoria. It was about an hour ride and quite warm with no air conditioning. After getting off the bus, it was my bright idea to walk to the B&B instead of taking a taxi. Aaron said it was only 6-8 blocks so I was up for the walk. Of course, we’re carrying our bags and it’s about 80 degrees. After nearly 45 minutes of walking, we reached Dashwood Manor on #1 Cook Street. This place is beautiful and it sits right on the Straits of Juan De Fuca. We were able to check in early we so we changed clothes and took a taxi back into town. First thing was to find some place for was late afternoon and we were both punchy from being hungry. One of the bicycle taxis suggeste the Canoe Club so we got the 15 minute bicycle tour of downtown Victoria. We sat outside and had a great lunch. We wandered through a couple of street markets, and had a great conversation with an older German guy that makes wine stoppers out of hardwoods. We went through the Undersea Gardens and wandered around the warf. Dinner was at a fantastic Italian restaurant called Il Terrazo. This was suggested by a friend of mine that has eaten there several times. At 10:30 pm, this place was still packed for dinner! After dinner, we walked down the warf and did some people watching. We caught a cab back to the B&B and took a walk down the street through this neat district. We passed a wine shop, bakery, Starbuck’s, and a pub. We couldn’t believe how many people were out running around on a Sunday night so late.

August 9, 2004    After a nice Jacuzzi bath, we ate breakfast then left the B&B for town. We locked our bags in a locker at the bus station and wandered around some more. Aaron wasn’t feeling that great and I was exhausted so we headed back to Anthem mid afternoon. The bus was crowded on the way back to Brentwood Bay, but when we arrived, Anthem was safe and sound, but covered in flying ants…completely covered. Good thing she was all closed up or we would have had ants all over inside. Some people Bob and Ellie met in Genoa Bay came over to say hi…said that we needed to go there, but it was time for us to start heading South. Since we were in desperate need of supplies and clean clothes, we pulled anchor and went to Sydney. It was a beautiful trip, calm, and time to read and relax. Aaron is on the bow, reading and in the last hour we have only passed one boat. Who would want to do anything else for a honeymoon? We pulled into Sydney around 6:30 pm. Nice marina and nice facilities. After checking in, we threw some laundry in, re-stocked our ice, and made our way into town for groceries. Arriving back at our boat, Aaron about dropped our groceries when a big black cat jumped out of our cockpit. I found out later that his boat use to be at that slip and often welcomes people at that slip.

August 10, 2004    The marina was a bit loud last night…we both woke up several times, then construction workers started early this morning. We did some boat chores..filled water tanks, showered and after the marina personnel pestering us about leaving promptly at 11:00, we un-tied at noon. After passing through Sydney Spit, we raised sails and sailing close-hauled, we managed 4 ½ knots for a while then slowly dropped to barely moving once across Haro Strait. So, we dropped sails and motored toward Roche Harbor for customs. Customs went smoothly and we decided to spend the night at the dock. We spent the rest of the afternoon hiking up to the "art" field and looked at over 100 pcs of junk made by people with grade school talent. It was hot and we were both tired of walking around in the heat of the day so we hiked back to the marina store and I had some ice cream, which made me much happier.We did our marina stroll and saw an unusual number of 80’ powerboats. One even had a dinghy with a Windlass. We realized this evening that we should have not stayed at the dock…very loud drunk people running around all night. We decided that one night was enough at a marina so we would be off tomorrow.

August 11, 2004    We left after breakfast and headed towards Sucia. No wind, so no sailing today. A few seals were out playing and even saw a couple of blackfish. Aaron kept idling back the engine to see if there was wind, but the gods didn’t want to cooperate today. We looked into Fox Cove but it was crowded so we checked out Shallow Bay. While we were searching for a place to drop anchor, a buoy opened up so we grabbed it. We knew the depth and knew that tomorrow morning is a –0.6 tide, but that should allow us a whole extra foot under our keel. Funny, but a year ago we wouldn’t have stayed knowing how shallow it really is. It was extremely hot so Aaron dove into the water off of the boat and I carefully slipped into the water from the transom ladder. One very quick dip was all that was needed for me to cool down. For dinner, we had spicy thai shrimp with linguini, then checked our crab pots. We took a dinghy ride while the sun was setting to take pictures then called it a night.

August 12, 2004    We have decided to stay another night in Shallow Bay since it’s so nice here. We managed to waste most of the day doing nothing, but while Aaron was napping, I shelled over a 1 ½ pounds of crab. I wanted to make crab cakes for dinner, but if Aaron helps shell, he eats while he works! We checked out Echo Bay and counted about 50 boats at anchor, and hiked around China Rock…did some wading in-between the rocks. We were exhausted after so much work, so we headed back to the boat for showers….then dinner of fresh crab cakes with cocktail sauce.

August 13, 2004    Today we start our trip towards home and we’re not very happy about it. So, as we headed towards Saddlebag Island, in no hurry, we raised the spinnaker and sailed/sat stationary for almost 3 hours and traveled a whole 7 miles. As long as we hit our anchor spot by dark, we’re in good shape. Aaron hopped into the dinghy to take some pictures of Anthem under spinnaker. There was enough wind to hold the sail open but that was about it. For a while, we were moving 2 knots with a 2 knot current. We finally reached Saddlebag Island early evening and dropped anchor, showered and ate dinner.

August 14, 2004    We were underway by 9:30…one of our earliest days this trip! We went through the Swimomish Channel and nearly a negative tide and were looking up at the tide flats. We wanted to break up our return trip so we tucked…no, wedged into a very tight slip at Langley. Ben had us wedge ourselves diagonally into an 18’ slip, underneath another boat’s very long bow sprit. It took about 6 people to get us there but no scratches on the boat. We’ve never made it to Langley so early so we enjoyed a dinner of pizza from town, and moaned about having to go home tomorrow.

August 15, 2004    D Day. Our honeymoon comes to an end today and we are very sad. We were about the first out of the marina around 8:40 am. We made it out easily with the help of a few people and motored the last 6 hours of our vacation. There was no boat traffic whatsoever until we reached Central Puget Sound. As I sit here writing, I know that I need to pack up our things and get back to the real world. As we approached the fuel dock at Port Orchard, Aaron said that he would just jump off and head back. I suggested fueling up then turning around…maybe a better plan. LOL. Anthem arrived safely into her slip and with nothing breaking, and no accidents, we had the best honeymoon anyone could ask for!!!

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