Fog... Friday, August 24th. When I got up this morning, I thought that perhaps I had “crossed over”... there was an eerie glow out the back of the boat. When I pulled the door cover back, it nearly blinded me! There was a low level fog and the sun was refracting through it at a low angle. Pretty, but eerie. We could hear the fog horns of boats and ships in the Sound. The harbor we were in was absolutely clear - the fog started right were the harbor met the Sound... and it was thick.
Joan made bacon and eggs; we had breakfast in the cockpit where the sun had warmed the air inside the camperback. After cleaning up, we could see that the fog was going to be persistent... we pulled up the anchor, turned on the radar and headed towards Seattle.
Radar works - during the first part of our trip across the Sound, several boats passed close to us. We could see them on radar well in advance and then strained to find them in the fog... most of the time, we couldn’t see them until/unless they were within a couple hundred yards of us.
By the time we were within a few miles of Seattle, the fog began to dissapate. By the time we got to the waterfront marina, it was nearly clear and sunny.
We are at Bell Harbor Marina, in the heart of the waterfront at Seattle. We got Wild Blue settled in, then went to the office to check in. I asked about another night... the Seattle Seahawks are playing on Sunday, so there isn’t anything available right now. The guy in the office said, “I can’t promise you anything, but I can
almost promise you that we’ll come up with a space for you.” Well, OK, I’m
almost happy about that. :wink:
We walked a couple blocks to Pike’s Market - the crowds were huge! After walking through the market for a while, we retreated to a second story restaurant up the block... and enjoyed the peace and quiet as well as the food. On our way back to the boat, we stopped at the cheese market - yes, fresh curds. Yes, so fresh they squeek. My favorite.
We came back to the boat to regroup and check on Molly, then we headed back out again. First we walked down the waterfront, then uphill into downtown, then back downhill and through the market again. We came back with fresh baked bread and a piece of chocolate dream cake.
It was close to sunset by the time we got back to the boat. Here’s the view out of our cockpit.
Walking up on the docks, we had this view of the sun setting behind the mountains.
And then the shot that I tried to get last night: the Seattle skyline... well part of the skyline. We are in the middle of the city, so we can’t see the whole thing from here.
Best wishes,
Jim B.