The day started off mildly enough. It was Mary Lou's and Knute's first night on board. We enjoyed a fine meal in Port McNeill and a good night's sleep. Then we were off with the rising tide into a calm, sunny day.
Listening to the forecast for gale force winds, it was hard to give the meteorologists much credit. Light winds came and went all morning with hardly enough to sail in. Finally, after mid-day the winds were steady enough to hoist the sails and we enjoyed a few hours of down wind sailing in the sunshine. Perfect!
When the winds crawled up into the mid twenties, it was breezy enough to shorten the sails, but by then we were close enough to our anchorage that we decided to bring them in all together. It was well that we did. We'd no sooner put them away than we started seeing wind speeds in the thirties. I guess the weather forecasters knew what they were talking about after all.
Now that we're securely anchored in Blenkensop Bay, it's still blowing in the twenties. It's only marginally calmer than it is out in the strait, but we have all our chain out and plenty of swinging room. The boat is swinging around the bay like a drunken bar maid while Knute and Mary Lou are down below whipping up dinner. It's grilled chicken burgers tonight; the barbecue didn't sound like such a great idea in that wind.
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