Eileen took this great photo of our boat at anchor near Troup Passage |
The steep rock walls prevent the use of VHF radio and so we really seemed alone and it felt great that we were able to do this by ourselves. In fact, we were sufficiently relaxed on today’s journey that I baked a loaf of (quite good) bread while underway and Rob put the boat through a series of maneuvers to re-set the auto-pilot. We've come a long way.
Tonight, still on our own, we anchored back near Troup Passage. We really like this spot and we are the only boat here. We had hot dogs and potato chips for dinner. I am crabbed out. I am also prawned and salmoned out. It won't last but for now I am craving spaghetti and tomato sauce and maybe even some canned salmon. Also, I realize that I am not a hunter and gatherer. I struggle with seeing my food struggle before I eat it. Can't do it.
No comments:
Post a Comment