Mich Gets Salty

Michelle got really inspired and while the Captain took a nap she whipped out this rope mat.

At Blind Channel we realized we really couldn't go any farther north and still get back to Seattle by Labor Day. We made our way back south through Seymore Narrows at slack water, against a strong southerly in Georgia Strait (where we lost our noble anchor snubber, may it Rest in Peace; fortunately I have a spare), and down to Vancouver, where I write this today.