These pics are from our last cruising day aboard Beachcomber. I was feeling pretty morose and I'm just glad the rest of the crew put up with my definite lack of enthusiasm.
Here's our starting point at the fuel dock in Port Angeles.
Here's the little tiny sailboat we had to maneuver around the bowsprit of to get to the fuel dock.
Here's the railroad bridge at the entrance from Admiralty Inlet to the Ballard locks.
Safely inside the small lock and tucked up pretty tight to the Ranger Tug next to us. I think we made the tug owner more than a bit nervous.
Tight against the wall and ready to be lifted.
Now take a close look at these next two pics. In the first one, note the boat in front of Beachcomber, then note how close we are on the stbd side to the blue metal building. To get in there we had to back around the boat in front of us. This was just like parallel parking a car except you're on the water. After swinging the stern to the port side to get into the right position I had to back up so the bow would clear the boat in front of us and do that without hitting the building.
QUICK, get the captain a cold beer.
We spent much of the afternoon and evening unloading what seemed like a never-ending line of boxes and plastic bags from the boat to the dock. We also had Jim's dive gear and electronics and Tom's electronics. Jim did a great job the next morning of packing it all into the Suburban.
There has to be one final photo and this is it. A shot of Lake Union taken from I-5 as we head south. Check out all the boats lining both sides of the lake.
I can't say enough good about the jobs Tom and Jim did as members of the crew. This trip would not have been possible with just one other person, and Tina was not about to go out on the ocean. They stepped up and I appreciate all they did.
The trip was darn near perfect. The weather cooperated, the waters were pretty smooth in most parts and the boat ran without a flaw. Oh, and a good time was had by all.
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Here's our starting point at the fuel dock in Port Angeles.
Here's the little tiny sailboat we had to maneuver around the bowsprit of to get to the fuel dock.
Here's the railroad bridge at the entrance from Admiralty Inlet to the Ballard locks.
Safely inside the small lock and tucked up pretty tight to the Ranger Tug next to us. I think we made the tug owner more than a bit nervous.
Tight against the wall and ready to be lifted.
Now take a close look at these next two pics. In the first one, note the boat in front of Beachcomber, then note how close we are on the stbd side to the blue metal building. To get in there we had to back around the boat in front of us. This was just like parallel parking a car except you're on the water. After swinging the stern to the port side to get into the right position I had to back up so the bow would clear the boat in front of us and do that without hitting the building.
QUICK, get the captain a cold beer.
We spent much of the afternoon and evening unloading what seemed like a never-ending line of boxes and plastic bags from the boat to the dock. We also had Jim's dive gear and electronics and Tom's electronics. Jim did a great job the next morning of packing it all into the Suburban.
There has to be one final photo and this is it. A shot of Lake Union taken from I-5 as we head south. Check out all the boats lining both sides of the lake.
I can't say enough good about the jobs Tom and Jim did as members of the crew. This trip would not have been possible with just one other person, and Tina was not about to go out on the ocean. They stepped up and I appreciate all they did.
The trip was darn near perfect. The weather cooperated, the waters were pretty smooth in most parts and the boat ran without a flaw. Oh, and a good time was had by all.
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