Here's the only photo I took while in Friday Harbor this time, and it was on the way out of the marina...
Get it? Sleepless? Seattle? OK, I thought it was kinda funny.
Well, it wasn't enough like home that we wanted to stay - we unhooked and shoved off around 11:00. Another gray ol' day in the Pacific Northwest. It looks wintery...
The visibility was actually pretty decent (especially after yesterday). The view from the helm...
The only place the fog was thick was crossing Rosario Strait. I was tracking one target on radar... was it one BIG one or two?? It looked like it would pass about a quarter mile off our starboard side... and then it turned like it was homing in on us! I pulled back power to go behind it and saw it was a tug... with a tow. Nope, there isn't any going behind that first blip - I put the power to Wild Blue and crossed in front of the tug. No, I don't have a photo of that; I was kinda occupied. Here's a look at the Washington State Ferry as it passed at a greater distance just after that...
That dark line about 1/3 up from the bottom is the darker hull - that's all we could see, even as it passed closer. Odd sensation.
Through it all, little Isabella was wrapped up in her blankie in the V-berth, looking like a cat burrito...
A short time later, we pulled into Cap Sante Marina in Anacortes. Joan said, "Hi Willie's Tug" as we motored past Herb and Wilma's boat in their slip... Herb ran down to grab lines for us at the dock we were assigned. Wilma came by shortly after - good to see our friends again.
Next order of business: check on some storage for Wild Blue. Twin Bridges Marina offers stack storage...
Then back to another marine services place in Anacortes. Neither is inexpensive. One of us is lobbying for leaving the boat here. That would be a commitment that we are coming back next year... and that's about as committed as I can get right now.
That would mean a dinghy and kayaks for whatever time we spend in Texas this winter. Decisions.
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