Dad had two
different groups of ‘old friends’ that stopped by the boat to say hello when
they found out that he was in town. In the past, his company was very involved
with the fishing industry and he had a relationship with these folks, just like
his current relationship with folks like Bubba who keeps checking on us while
on this trip. Dad is one of those all around nice guys that people simply like.
After the
guests left we started loading up the truck so we could run some errands before
we had to take Wendy and Michael to the airport. Our first stop was the fish
processing facility that prepared the salmon that we caught for the freezer. Then
we stopped at the marine store so Dad could return a pump.
I was really
sad as we headed towards the airport. Waving goodbye to Wendy and Michael was
the most difficult portion of the trip. After the airport, we headed back to
town to get a chart of Rocky Passage at Murray Pacific and then went to the
grocery store. We stopped at the condo to pick up Susan who is the next door
neighbor so she could bring the truck back.
Back at the
boat, we fired up the engines and headed towards the fuel dock. There was a
large tender at the fuel dock and the afternoon winds were blowing, making it a
challenge to nestle Simby to the dock. Once fueled, we headed out of town. Thor
was familiar with the passage so he helped navigate. Once in Salisbury Sound we
were getting 4 -5 footers rolling in from the NW across the bow pitching salt
all over our clean boat.
As we
approached Appleton Cove, a pod of Dall porpoises came and played in our wake. There
were several boats and a sea plane in Appleton Cove so we had to pick an
anchorage that was less than perfect. We had had a big night before so we
decided that an early night was in our best interest. Frankly, it was the
earliest that we had been to bed since we left Seattle. We had 150 feet of
chain out.
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