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| Nick relaxing in Fisherman Bay |
Somehow, I lost my photo of the swim step covered in fish remains.
We hadn’t noticed there were additional remains in the dinghy. We think it must
have been otters, as seals probably would have rocked the boat enough to wake
us up.
The sailboat skipper returned to retrieve his boat, which he
anchored a little further away. He arrived in…guess what? The dinghy,
with the outboard on which he spent three hours cleaning and changing the oil
eight times to get it to run again. We thought for sure that thing was toast! How
do we know all of this? Because he returned to Europa bearing a nice bottle of
wine for our troubles. 😊
I have a video to post here but I haven't figured it out yet. The clip
doesn’t really do the situation justice. My goal was to capture just how
disconcerting it is to have an incoming seaplane aiming right at us, and to
show how close they get. They really don’t need very much space. It seems they
have the entire bay to work with but they must want to land as close to the dock
as possible and save taxiing. I'll get it posted at some point.
We rode at least twenty miles yesterday to Agate Beach,
hiked out to Iceberg Point, and then ate our picnic lunch on the beach. There was
very little beach – not sure we’ve ever been there at high tide. It was also
about as crowded as we’ve ever seen it.
Our plan today: kayak, work on the boat, move the boat to a
dock for tonight (we need to power up, and it’s supposed to get windy!), and go
for another bike ride.
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