To La Conner

 Here are some pictures from the move last week.  We figured we'd leave at around 1pm, but for the first time, the starter batteries were dead.  After getting them charged, we ended up leaving at around 4:30 and made it to La Conner just as it was getting dark.  Some of the photos are a little blurry, sorry, I'm not the world's greatest photographer.

Hope Island.

Hope Island from the other side.

Our tugboat is actually towing something!   Ben's christened it "Dinghy Thingy."  (Notice Mt. Erie and blue sky in the background.)

Dad. 

My favorite kind of weather.  I spent a few minutes dancing on the aft deck in the rain. 

Starting up the ditch into La Conner.

The above is the best picture I could get of our dock that night.  My little camera was having trouble focusing.  On a clear day, Mt. Baker makes faces at us from underneath the Rainbow Bridge.  The view is amazing, I cannot believe our luck!

Up Saratoga

On August 28, the day after we put her back in the water, we moved the boat up Saratoga Passage and into Cornet Bay.  Here are pictures of that day.

Fueling up in Everett.  My dad was along for the ride.

There was a bunch of wild American Vetch growing near our dock, so I picked a couple and they sat on the galley table all the way north.

The wheel wasn't working that well, so we steered mostly by jogstick.  

Ben tested the controls on the wheelhouse roof and found out they work, so we can steer the boat up in the sun.

The pressure of the last couple of days was done.  It was quite a relief.

Cama Beach, Camano Island

The Center for Wooden Boats at Cama Beach.

Dusk was just upon us when the Deception Pass Bridge crept into view. 

She is now anchored in Cornet Bay while we wait for moorage in La Conner.  We've been checking on her every day and she is doing well.

This past Monday, I got my first lesson in electrical wiring, on top of the mast replacing the socket for the anchor light.  Ben doesn't like heights.  Nor does he particularly appreciate the large spiders that live up there.  I love heights, and have now discovered my favorite boat job.

Yes, the flag is a size bigger than it needs to be for a boat of our size.   I had to tie Old Glory in a knot in order to do any serious work up there.  Oh, and the halyard isn't a halyard.  It's an extension cord.  I love this boat.

Down the River

On Sunday, August 26th we moved her downriver.  We got up early to be a little ahead of high tide and there was a beautiful fog about the place.  Photos were all taken by Ben's dad or my mom.

Backing off the the dock for the last time.  Photos courtesy of my mom.

My dad came along and had a great time.

As we cruised, little fishing boats had to move to make room.  I sat on the bow and apologized for the inconvenience and asked them if they were having any luck.  I usually got a grunt and a nod.  But sometimes, I would get "no problem, nice boat!"  Looked good for them though, we saw a few large salmon jump during that stretch of the river.

We dinged the bell for a couple of old friends as we passed.

Patron 

Island Champion

Under the HW-529 bridge,

Out the the mouth of the Snohomish River and past Jetty Island.

At the Everett Marina for the night.  We were moored next to the Jetty Island ferry dock.

And that was about it for the day.  The haul-out wasn't until next morning and there wasn't a whole lot else to do, so we got some breakfast with my folks.
We also discovered the Everett Farmer's Market on the waterfront and had nice little walk through, trying to distract ourselves from worry about the next day.  I picked up a jar of mango lime green tea, and we went home for the night.  

Next post I'll talk about the haul-out and cruise to Cornet Bay.