Tied to the Bouy

As the coffee perks Stroupini and Kadizzle greet the day.  After a long wonderful sail yesterday from Port Townsend to Succia here we sit in all the glory of Echo Bay. Surrounded by other sailors we awaken to brilliant sunshine with Mt Baker greeting the sun in the East.  The cannons have been discharged  and soon we will untie from the bouy and ride the tide to visit with Darch in Deer Harbor on Orcas Island.  A seal came up right behind the good ship last night and winked at us.  The little craft has been good to us, but we were cursed with a few unexpected sounds last night. First the stern anchor was banging, and for some strange reason the ship kept hitting the anchor bouy.  Stroupini had some snores lit early in the game.  Later Kadizzle managed to fall asleep.  The first round of sleep was assisted with a half glass of wine.  Dealing with tides and currents is a new experience.  To my amazement we were doing 8 knots at one time with the tide strong behind us.  The crew is sharpening our navigational skills.  Stroupini occasionally breaks out the flute and plays a sailor tune or two.