Steve
The End is Near
It’s that time of year when the Pacific Northwest can have beautiful weather or terrible weather. We dashed to Anacortes and cast off on the promise of three days of sun. I’d say we’ve had a better trip than expected with glassy calm seas, sun and no
Thanks for Playing
I figured it would be good to let you know that we’re safely back home after a month bobbing around in the waters of Puget Sound. We were extremely lucky to only have rain on one day and fog for a day-and-a half. If you’re curious about where
City of Destiny - II
Part II – in which we spend the day exploring central Tacoma on foot and have lunch at a recent addition to the McMenamin brothers’ empire. We began the day alone in the marina. Later, we were joined by three other boats, so tonight will not be so lonesome. We crossed
City of Destiny - I
Part I – in which your faithful scribe travels north through the fearsome Tacoma Narrows and down the Thea Foss waterway to Tacoma. It’s popular among Seattlites of a certain age to poke fun at Tacoma. I don’t get it. What I see is a city that is trying
The Beauty of Hope
Another short cruise – maybe forty minutes – brought us to the shores of tiny Hope Island. We snagged the only available buoy and set out to circumnavigate our home for the night. This did not take long. Landing on the southern shore, we walked every trail, explored every nook and still
Cute as a...
We left Swantown marina this morning and half an hour later tied up at Boston Harbor at the mouth of Budd Inlet. The docks are not great, but the people are. The neighborhood feels like something from fifty years ago – simple beach houses with interesting nautical yard art and nary
Hitting Bottom
Bound for Olympia, the southernmost port of call on our voyage, we stopped overnight at Oro Bay on the south side of Anderson Island. It’s a really lovely place, but apparently cursed. After dropping the anchor, I discovered that our dinghy motor was broken and my bicycle had a