We're home!
I can't say it was a fitting end to a wonderful trip, however, as last night was by far the worst night we've ever spent on the boat.
Remember we turned down a spot at the dock because the anchorage looked so lovely? Well. We got hammered...all night. And I don't mean we had too much to drink. (Although that might have helped!)
It began in earnest after dinner and didn't let up until about 11:30pm. And by let up I mean it slowed down just a little so that we could sleep...fitfully. The captain spent a good amount of time at the helm, keeping watch in the dark (as there were several boats close by) and monitoring the anchor alarm.
The anchor held, and at about 4:30am the waves picked up again, waking us from a not-so-deep sleep. By 5:20 we were pulling up the anchor and getting the hell out of there.
The wind wasn't that bad really, we were just in a spot with crazy wave action. We think maybe we anchored to close to shore.
Live and learn.
Anyway, the rest of the journey back to the Foss was slow, uneventful, beautiful, and relaxing. After making our usual stop at the Des Moines marina for diesel and a pump out, we docked at about 2pm. We always say, "With plenty of fuel and no poop, why aren't we heading out again?"
Some day. Soon.
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