Oh... Port Townsend was a very nice stop.. I had a bit of early morning coffe while the baby’s slept...
Once the sleeping beauties were up we gathered at the local Cafe for a wonderful breakfast. Ward and I treated the Captain to a kitchen free meal.
Then we were off again, this time to Kingston. We slipped into a Reciprocal moorage and went up town to have beer and dinner.
The Fresh Handmade Beer Batter onion rings went quickly. I tried to get a picture. You can just see Les’s fingers grabbing one of the last in the basket.
They were mouth watering good.
It feels like we have entered the banana belt. The winds die down at night. No snow to shovel in the morning. Ward is saying “Man this is nice. I thought you said the whole trip would be like this.”
Wind blowing making for good sailing, and sun sharing the sky with the clouds. You can go outside without a fur lined parka.
Today we are in Poulsbo. It is like stepping into a Norwegian town.
Quaint walking streets
Bakeries
An Viking Longboats
Red headed or blonde friendly folk smiling with a welcoming greeting. This is a fun town.