Maya Gets Hit!

Roche Harbor to Shallow Bay, Sucia Island
September 29, 2008

18.NM, max speed 6.1 kts, tacking close hauled all day

Maya and Cy talked to the customs guy. Maya expressed interest in his life and curtsied before asking each question.

We had breakfast at the Lime Kiln Cafe (not the site of the Pig War). Yummy!
Onward to Sucia, hitting 6 knots with some fine steering by Cy. Kate kept us on course with chart and tide and current reading, although Cap'n Kate thought we were at low tide when it was high. (this is what happens when Kate writes down the tides at the beginning of the day and goes by memory at the end instead of checking what she wrote down, which was correct)

We rowed ashore and a little hike took us from Shallow Bay to Echo Bay for a beautiful view of snow-capped Mt. Baker and its little hill twin. Rock skipping ensued, with 10 or 20 or maybe 326 skips in a row by Cy, missing the sea otters playing in the water.

We bamboozled Maya with a funny non-cooperative picture, and later Kate and Cy and Maya snuck up silently on Kevin.

With flashlights in hand, we set out for Fossil Bay, pausing only for a picnic table log rolling competition between Maya and Kevin, (won by Maya's little finger – which photographic evidence will show), a sunset over Shallow Bay, and marvelling at strange human made protrusions from the ground (alien silos?).

Despite the ghost stories amongst the “tunnel of trees”, Kevin did what you're not supposed to do when the eerie music soundtrack comes on and veered off on his own. He scared some other travellers amongst the concrete-wielding tractor, the sacrificial hut and other scary pyre structures (not to be confused with parking structures). Fortunately, we re-grouped at the fork in the road, after seeing a second beautiful sunset over Fox Bay. Surely, though, this was the site of human sacrifices and burials in concrete.

Nevertheless, we escaped alive and lived another day...long enough for Maya to hit Kate's paddle with her head, and to play with the bio-luminescent organisms in the water, and eat the quickest tacos in the west. Don't cry over spilt wine.
(a little salt water cleans red wine off of cushions quite nicely)

Also, Kate found a ball of granite at Echo Bay amongst all the sandstone. Seemed out of place. Broke when she threw it so we didn't use it for countertops. Sandstone showed layers at the shore, from tides or something.