Category: 2020 in the Puget Sound

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Deer Harbor to Obstruction Pass

We are still waiting on the refrigerator part to come in, so we are forced to resupply our ice stores every few days. It isn’t all that bad as our freezer can produce some ice blocks to keep our fridge-foods cool, just not enough to do it all on it’s own. Luckily, just a short hop away from Jones Island,...

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Jones Island

We left Stuart Island with a plan to stay the work week at a new-to-us island not far back the way we came; Jones Island Marine State Park. It being only a few miles down the ‘road’ we were happy to raise our sails and take the slow and relaxing way of travel. T’was a fairly straight forward route out...

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Good ol’ Stuart

Since getting Meriwether back in the water, we haven’t had much for planned destinations. We have been actively trying to go to places we did not visit in 2019 to at least get that new-place-smell during this year of unplannable chaos. The goal of “new” even out weighs the inefficiency of reversing course to get to it. I hate to...

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Returning to Friday Harbor

We didn’t stay long at Roche Harbor at all. Just long enough to take a single mushroom hunt hike and to pickup a few necessities from the marina store, and we were ready to move on after spending a night anchored in the bay. Things were getting a bit frustrating with numerous issues hitting the boat systems all within the...

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Hunting for killer whales

One checkbox that has been left unchecked for us in the Puget Sound is spotting an Orca whale. There are pods of Orcas in the Sound. We even hear other boaters mentioning sightings on the VHF radio. We come across seals on a daily basis. Otters every week or two. Harbor porpoise are seen just about every time we sail....

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It must be Watmough

It was good to take a break from all the sailing motoring from the past few days. It was also good to have a new place to hang out for the work week. We had sailed past Watmough Bay a few times in our past, but it never really fit into our schedule then. Now, it was a perfect stop...

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Lonely, smokey sails

Port Gamble turned out to be a bust. The morning after we arrived Kerri took the dinghy to shore to do a bit of fungi hunting along the county trail system. She arrived to signage stating that the trails were closed due to a fire hazard, so she was back at the boat in no time at all. With the...

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Just to anger the plankton

We got straight back to the sailing once we departed the shipyard. We wanted away from the noise of city life. Even Port Townsend, as much as we both love it, comes with it’s fair share of traffic noises and we looking for less of that. I say sailing, but the reality is that now that it is beyond Labor...

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Now we are true full time sailors

The big day has come and passed; the day in which Meriwether was hauled out of the water, placed on blocks, and we set about doing a full bottom paint while living “on the hard” in a shipyard. It is a once-every-few-years right of passage for full time sailors and I wasn’t looking forward to the amount of work it...

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The second half north

There are times in which Kerri and I spend numerous days moving only between the bed and our respective workstations. Our work week spent at Blakely Harbor was one of those times. Thanks to the three days of sailing leading up, we were ready for a few days of limited physical activity and did so. With a view of Seattle...