Category: 2020 in the Puget Sound

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Cuttin the lines

After another two weeks at the marina, finishing off even more projects while we wait out the COVID-19 closures and a few final packages with gear, we finally had enough and ‘cut the lines’. We are starting this year’s sailing season only a few days later than last year, but if feels like much later thanks to our earlier arrival...

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Sucia and Matias

We did not follow through with our plans to cross the San Juan de Fuca Strait. Instead, we chose to turn tail and run North to avoid a bad blow coming in the following days. The anchorage we were in was going to take a beating from the south-easterly wind direction, and no other suitable anchorage awaited us nearby. A...

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Matia Island to Hunter Bay

For our next sail, we decided to turn back to the South – not that we could go any further North from where we spent the past week anyway. The wind wasn’t going to be the most cooperative, still blowing from the south-ish for the foreseeable future, but we were determined to head that way anyway. On our chosen day...

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Crossing the Juan deFuca Straight

Hunter Bay proved to be a peaceful place for the work week. Well sheltered, our boat barely moved all week no matter what the wind was doing just outside the bay, but we were ready to move on. Saturday was advertised as no-wind and drizzle, while Sunday was partly cloudy with good wind speed and direction. So we decided to...

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Blind expediency

It happened regularly when we were land based nomads; that “I’ve been here before” feeling. Once we anchored in the waters just outside of Port Hadlock, chilled for a night, then set out to the laundromat just up the hill the following morning, that feeling came around once again. Yep, we have been here before in the van in 2018,...

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Look ma no motor

The morning we were ready to leave Port Hadlock, a nice northerly breeze was blowing, as forecast – for once. If it were to stay this way – which it did – we would have an easy eight-mile down wind cruise to Port Ludlow where we needed to stop for a fishing license and ice cream (guess who wanted which)....

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Whack-a-clam in Port Gamble

With the clam season open – Kerri with license in hand thanks to our stop in Ludlow – and a huge trail system nearby I knew this was going to be a week of early starts and some proper exercise. Kerri isn’t known for her early rising, but something about bi-valves and fungi would get her moving this week. And...