It’s that time of year when the Pacific Northwest can have beautiful weather or terrible weather. We dashed to Anacortes and cast off on the promise of three days of sun. I’d say we’ve had a better trip than expected with glassy calm seas, sun and no crowds. We’re currently hiding out for a couple …

I figured it would be good to let you know that we’re safely back home after a month bobbing around in the waters of Puget Sound. We were extremely lucky to only have rain on one day and fog for a day-and-a half. If you’re curious about where we went on this trip, you can …

Part II – in which we spend the day exploring central Tacoma on foot and have lunch at a recent addition to the McMenamin brothers’ empire. We began the day alone in the marina. Later, we were joined by three other boats, so tonight will not be so lonesome. We crossed over the Bridge of …

Part I – in which your faithful scribe travels north through the fearsome Tacoma Narrows and down the Thea Foss waterway to Tacoma. It’s popular among Seattlites of a certain age to poke fun at Tacoma. I don’t get it. What I see is a city that is trying to improve itself – and making …

Sometimes a theme for a post fails to suggest itself. This is one of those times. I just want to share a few photos from various places we briefly visited. Here are two from Jarrell Cove Marina. The shop is noted for selling Hawaiian shave ice, better known hereabouts as snow cones. These are, presumably, …

We reached our journey’s turn-around point at Allyn, a tiny village at the end of a finger of Puget Sound. There are three things to know about Allyn. First, Friday night is Prime Rib night at the very good Boat House restaurant. We were there on Friday, so yea for us! Second, Allyn is the …

Another short cruise – maybe forty minutes – brought us to the shores of tiny Hope Island. We snagged the only available buoy and set out to circumnavigate our home for the night. This did not take long. Landing on the southern shore, we walked every trail, explored every nook and still covered less than …

We left Swantown marina this morning and half an hour later tied up at Boston Harbor at the mouth of Budd Inlet. The docks are not great, but the people are. The neighborhood feels like something from fifty years ago – simple beach houses with interesting nautical yard art and nary a McMansion in sight. …

Bound for Olympia, the southernmost port of call on our voyage, we stopped overnight at Oro Bay on the south side of Anderson Island. It’s a really lovely place, but apparently cursed. After dropping the anchor, I discovered that our dinghy motor was broken and my bicycle had a flat tire. We rowed across the …