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Headin’ Down South

If you look at Puget Sound on a map, you’ll notice that all the water has to flow through a single narrow passage west of Tacoma. This passage is called – wait for it – The Tacoma Narrows. You don’t want to be traveling through the Narrows against the current,

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The Overstory

Say the planet is born at midnight and it runs for one day. First there is nothing. Two hours are lost to lava and meteors. Life doesn’t show up until three or four a.m. Even then, it’s just the barest self-copying bits and pieces. From dawn to

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A Slow Boat to Gig Harbor

Ever hit your finger with a hammer, or date someone that you knew from the start was totally unsuitable, or buy a disco record? In short, did you ever experience a self-inflicted wound? Our trip this morning from Blake Island to Gig Harbor was something like this. All me actually.

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A Home Invasion

We returned from a walk around Blake Island today to find this guy sitting on top of our bimini. That’s the fabric cover over the cockpit. The cockpit is the open area at the stern. That’s the aft section of the boat. That’s the back. Try as

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A Big Deal

As we left Port Gamble this morning for the short trip to Kingston, we found ourselves a part of the floating circus that forms whenever a submarine leaves harbor. We were hailed by the gunboat to the left of the photo and “asked” politely to keep 1000 yards away from

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A Federal Offense

More on that later. But first… We pointed Impromptu south intending to sample just a bit of the Hood Canal. This rather large body of water is surprisingly boring from a boater’s perspective. How come? Because it’s a glacier-carved valley, the walls are steep and the water deep.

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Not What I Imagined

It’s August in the Pacific Northwest. In England, they’re setting heat records. In Hawaii, warm tropical breezes kiss the swaying palm trees. In Anacortes, Washington we have fog. Rather than the sunny summer cruise to Port Townsend that I was expecting, we travelled for four hours in this…

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Put a Bow on It

Before life drifts too far downstream, I want to take a moment to share a few more photos from our recent boat trip. When I left you, we were hanging out on Bainbridge Island with Fiona Bean and her new owners. From there, we travelled around the south end of

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My Little Friend

Rusty died today.

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