July 5, 2013
This morning started with a hunt for a missing rubber
duckie. Somehow after the morning boaters net, Charlie lost the handheld
radio’s short screw base antenna, aka rubber duck. It was a bit of a trauma for
a pre-coffee man. I ended his misery by locating it where we keep the radio.
He redeemed himself by ascertaining via just-in-time internet research that the
Swinomish Channel, silted to about 6 feet controlling depth in recent years,
had been dredged last winter. Now at 12 feet, it would be passable for
Gratitude, even at low tide. This saved us waiting til 3 p.m. for the slack at
Deception Pass!
Motoring north we took a scenic tour of La Conner and the
tideflats of Padilla Bay. Crowds of Caspian terns lined the sand banks. Some in flight plunged into the water to snag little fish. The lack of wind didn’t matter
so much as we made our canal tour. It’s much too narrow to sail anyway. By 5 we
were squeezing into a dock space about 3 feet too short for us at Bellingham
YC. Shortly after we shoehorned into the expanded space, the fleet captain at
came out to chat and invited us to join their Friday free dinner. We
had a great time visiting with members and eating yet another unearned meal. So
far I haven’t cooked at all!
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| It's hard to see how bad the bow overlap is, but with both fists full, I'm not as worried. All we have to do now is bend the bow out a bit. Look below. Gratitude's made of some special rubber or else it's the power of this extra hopped Bellingham brew. |
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