We wake to the inviting aroma coming from the old beat-up camp percolator we have had for eons, and hear its cadence announcing we will soon have a steaming cup of coffee.
Ah, the water in Blind Bay is truly glass.
It is partly cloudy to the east, which delays the warming sun, so we turn the heater on for an hour or so.
Blind Bay is not at all blind, as we can see the ferry landing on Orcas Island off our starboard stern and the Shaw Island ferry landing off our port side stern.
Looking toward Orcas we see a small island in the entrance of Blind Bay which is a state park with camping sites and picnic tables, and a gravel beach for landing the dinghy. A composting toilet accommodates mariners.
A few boats leave the anchorage and a few more come in for the holiday. It is a lazy day, but Jake's Ferry goes to shore twice a day.
Willie of Willie's Tug,
and of Walldog, Willie and Jake
Sunday, August 31, 2014