This morning Ray and Erin collaborated on making a frittata for breakfast. It had maple sausage, onions and some other goodies in it. It was yummy, along with the hash browns that Ray cooked up. 
Erin and I went for a walk into town, first heading down to the other end of the marina to take a look at the W.T. Preston, now on display ashore. The Preston is a steam powered stern-wheeler that plied the waters of Puget Sound for many years removing snags and other hazards to navigation. It was retired from service in 1981 and ended up on permanent display in Anacortes a few years later.
As we were walking to the Preston we noted a car with two dogs inside, windows rolled all the way up and unattended. It was still there when we left for our next stop, the Safeway store to pick up a Sunday newspaper.
After we returned to the boat, I took my cell phone and walked back to see if they were still there an hour later. They were, so I called the police and they said they would dispatch an officer to check. In weather like this, those dogs could get cooked pretty fast – they were already wiener dogs (dachshunds).
As usual, the tide and current was against us for our run down to La Conner, but we didn’t have that far to go. We cruised out of Cap Sante past the oil refinery dock. There were two tankers at the dock – one full and one empty, and another at anchor, which appeared to be empty. A work boat approached it as we were cruising by and dropped someone off at a stairway that was lowered. Must be getting ready to go for more crude.
We arrived at La Conner around 1 o’clock. Both marina boat basins had plenty of room, so with that in mind we cruised along the waterfront of town to see if there was a vacancy on one of the city docks. They have no facilities, but they’re right in town and just fun to stay at. None had an opening our size, but when we got to the south end of town, one more dock, a relatively new one just a block south of the last business, was available. Eventually a hotel is going to be built there, but for now there is just a landing area and the dock. We tied up, and Erin and Mary immediately headed into town to do some shopping. Ray and I had some leisure time reading the newspaper while they walked the town in the blazing sun. When they returned, Mary had a new travel bag, and Erin had an outdoor garden decoration and a silver ring – a successful shopping trip for both.
About that time, a fellow heading for a small boat behind us stopped by to ask if we had registered. We hadn’t yet, but I told him we planned on it. We had also been noticing some undesirable odors from time to time, so I went back to chat with the guy, a local, some more. I asked him if there was a sewer outlet somewhere around here, and he said that there was, although it was treated and supposed to be below the low tide level. He went on to tell me that the reason he asked about registration is that the dock belongs to a developer friend of his, and he said boats were staying without paying. No one is there to monitor the dock – they just have a drop box, same as the city docks here.
We didn’t care for the dock after being there a couple hours. Besides the smell that would waft up every so often, our view landward was the underside of a pier, and the price was higher than either the city docks in town or the marina. I could see with the binoculars that there was still plenty of room north of town at the marina, so we decided to pull up stakes and head up that way. Along the way we saw a boat leaving a city dock, one of our favorites with a steel fish sculpture over the walkway t
o shore. We went upstream a bit as we were heading into the current, turned around and came in for our second landing of the day. The view is better, it’s 15 bucks cheaper and as a bonus I’m picking up a free wifi connection.
Erin and I went for another walk into town just to snap a few photos, and we decided that rather than cook dinner in the heat we’d pick up 4 orders of fish and chips from the La Conner Tavern. We’ve had them there before and knew they’d be good. They were.
Tomorrow we make the long run home down to the locks and into Lake Union. As has been our luck the past few days, we’ll be going upstream, as the ideal time to take advantage of the currents would be to leave at either 3 in the morning or 2 in the afternoon. Neither of those sound like a good idea, so we’ll just plan on cruising an extra hour.
Erin and I went for a walk into town, first heading down to the other end of the marina to take a look at the W.T. Preston, now on display ashore. The Preston is a steam powered stern-wheeler that plied the waters of Puget Sound for many years removing snags and other hazards to navigation. It was retired from service in 1981 and ended up on permanent display in Anacortes a few years later.
As we were walking to the Preston we noted a car with two dogs inside, windows rolled all the way up and unattended. It was still there when we left for our next stop, the Safeway store to pick up a Sunday newspaper.
After we returned to the boat, I took my cell phone and walked back to see if they were still there an hour later. They were, so I called the police and they said they would dispatch an officer to check. In weather like this, those dogs could get cooked pretty fast – they were already wiener dogs (dachshunds).As usual, the tide and current was against us for our run down to La Conner, but we didn’t have that far to go. We cruised out of Cap Sante past the oil refinery dock. There were two tankers at the dock – one full and one empty, and another at anchor, which appeared to be empty. A work boat approached it as we were cruising by and dropped someone off at a stairway that was lowered. Must be getting ready to go for more crude.
We arrived at La Conner around 1 o’clock. Both marina boat basins had plenty of room, so with that in mind we cruised along the waterfront of town to see if there was a vacancy on one of the city docks. They have no facilities, but they’re right in town and just fun to stay at. None had an opening our size, but when we got to the south end of town, one more dock, a relatively new one just a block south of the last business, was available. Eventually a hotel is going to be built there, but for now there is just a landing area and the dock. We tied up, and Erin and Mary immediately headed into town to do some shopping. Ray and I had some leisure time reading the newspaper while they walked the town in the blazing sun. When they returned, Mary had a new travel bag, and Erin had an outdoor garden decoration and a silver ring – a successful shopping trip for both.
About that time, a fellow heading for a small boat behind us stopped by to ask if we had registered. We hadn’t yet, but I told him we planned on it. We had also been noticing some undesirable odors from time to time, so I went back to chat with the guy, a local, some more. I asked him if there was a sewer outlet somewhere around here, and he said that there was, although it was treated and supposed to be below the low tide level. He went on to tell me that the reason he asked about registration is that the dock belongs to a developer friend of his, and he said boats were staying without paying. No one is there to monitor the dock – they just have a drop box, same as the city docks here.
We didn’t care for the dock after being there a couple hours. Besides the smell that would waft up every so often, our view landward was the underside of a pier, and the price was higher than either the city docks in town or the marina. I could see with the binoculars that there was still plenty of room north of town at the marina, so we decided to pull up stakes and head up that way. Along the way we saw a boat leaving a city dock, one of our favorites with a steel fish sculpture over the walkway t
o shore. We went upstream a bit as we were heading into the current, turned around and came in for our second landing of the day. The view is better, it’s 15 bucks cheaper and as a bonus I’m picking up a free wifi connection.Erin and I went for another walk into town just to snap a few photos, and we decided that rather than cook dinner in the heat we’d pick up 4 orders of fish and chips from the La Conner Tavern. We’ve had them there before and knew they’d be good. They were.
Tomorrow we make the long run home down to the locks and into Lake Union. As has been our luck the past few days, we’ll be going upstream, as the ideal time to take advantage of the currents would be to leave at either 3 in the morning or 2 in the afternoon. Neither of those sound like a good idea, so we’ll just plan on cruising an extra hour.
We came to Anacortes this afternoon to get some provisions before picking up Allison and Warren at Samish Island tomorrow. We'll spend the night and see them in the morning. Quite a storm last night, huh? We were glad it was at night and we were inside. Nasty fog this morning though -- we were stuck in Parks Bay until 12:30. Oh well, there are worse places to be stuck! At least our boat is working again. Bon voyage, have a good journey home.
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