Friday, July 15, 2011

Day 61 - Friday Harbor WA - Saturday, July 9, 2011

As we leave Sidney today, we see a light beacon warning of the hazardous rock.  

Soon we can see the Lighthouse Point on Stuart Island, USA, where we ONCE hiked six strenuous miles up and down steep trails from the harbor just to reach it.  

I am reminded that Herb said if he ever saw it again, it would be from a boat!

As we cross Haro Strait, we encounter some confused waters and tide rips.

Not bad, just interesting.

Just beyond this area are some kayakers in somewhat smoother water, but they wave at us to wake them.  

They are pretty far from shore and we don't give them a thrill.

Speaking of thrills, we get pretty excited as we see Hannah, a wooden boat, that we camped next to at Reid Harbor on Stuart Island recently.  

Cheryl recognizes us and comes along side to talk to us.  They have friends aboard and are heading away from Friday Harbor where they live.  We exchange eMail addresses and then are on our way again.

I can't resist taking a picture of the colorful Victoria tour boat.

When near Friday Harbor we see a seaplane coming in.  

It lands.  Oh, it is yellow!  Willie's Tug yellow.

Herb radios the harbor for instructions on going through the Customs check.  He is directed to a dock to phone them.  

A uniformed Customs officer comes to assist him, and I am told he takes my passport and compares the picture to me.

Maybe they are screening for domestics being smuggled into the Country.  Well, I am the domestic, but I am also a U. S. citizen.

We are cleared!

After getting settled into our assigned slip, we walk up the hill to town for provisions and to reacquaint ourselves with this delightful community.  A sign gets my interest -- is it a shingle outside a psychiatrist's office?  Or an invitation into the cafe?

Heading back to the boat we are entertained by a group of young people giving a free concert.  There are vocalists, some strings and a drum.

Now I see the flute, piccolo, and clarinet.

They do a great job with their performances.

After dinner Herb and I take Jake for his evening walk and just happen to pass the ice cream store.

There are so many choices of hand dipped flavors and we try to chose one we have never had.

When I show Herb this photo, he tells me it is not in focus.  The store clerk's face is not in focus, but my focal point is the ice cream cone!

We find a pleasant park near the ferry landing to relax and enjoy our dessert.

I like the map of San Juan Island and the children's painting on the tiles of the wall.  Herb likes his ice cream.

Willie of Willie's Tug
   and Walldog, Willie and Jake

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