The first chore for the day is to put Willie's Tug identification and the Texas registration numbers on the boat.
Then with the winds at only 4 mph, it is a no-brainer not to take the boat out.
Jake seems to be an old salt, very comfortable with his place on the water. Here he is seen photographed from above (the passenger's seat), and showing what he does best.
We get the paper chart out and locate where we are, and where we want to go. It is a learning curve for me to read the charts, but the trip back is easier reading for me. We even locate a lighthouse -- on the chart and on the land.
We cruise a ways toward Tacoma, then make our way back to the slip. Safely! And that is a good thing.
Historically, it is Jake who is the icebreaker and attracts people over to us to pet him; but now it seems it is the yellow R-27 that is the draw. We have a steady stream of boaters and would-be boaters stop in to chat and inquire about the tug. Some even pet the dog............... Allison tries out the pilot seat to see if this is the boat for her. Sid is one of our marina neighbors and lives aboard his sailboat.
Willie of Willie's Tug,
and Walldog, Willie and Jake