August 30, 2016

Final Post - Arrival, Party, Haiku

On Saturday our big adventure to Glacier Bay came to a close.  The day started in sunshine, but the weather slowly deteriorated as we made our way toward Shilshole.  Rounding Point No Point the wind was blowing against us at 14 knots; we were glad we weren't out in the Straight of Juan de Fuca, where initial planning for the day had put us.  The current around the point was brisk and against the wind as well, so there was a curious local phenomena of sailing into a tempest.  From a couple of miles away, we could see three foot chop hopping about like mad in a band around the point.  We plowed through and had quite a wild ride for a few minutes before squirting out the other side into relative calm.  Weird.  It felt almost supernatural.  It isn't hard to see why ancient sailors would attribute such things to deitiesmonsters, and whatnot.  And really, whose to say they're not?

The wind was still blowing through Shilshole on our arrival, which made docking a little more challenging - all the more so for having to tie up four times in all: for fuel, pump out, crew pickup, and the final tie-up.

We stopped to pick up Kay's father Patrick, her son Chris, and former crew members Tina, and Jason.  It was great fun sharing the ride through the locks with them.  After pulling into the locks, then backing out again because there wasn't quite enough room, and waiting for the next cycle, we finally made it through. Patrick took the helm for the ride between the Ballard and Fremont bridges.

All too soon we were tied up and the show was over.  Darn and Hurrah!

Vi has a party planned for Sept 18 to get everyone together for a crew reunion.
This is the evite:

Vi has also constructed a dropbox for photos.  She asks that we fill our folders with a few (10-15) photos before September 9.

If those forwarded links don't work and you can't find your email invitations, please contact Vi.

After the party, I'll change the format of this blog so that it reads in chronological order, and it will no longer be an active blog.  I'll start up another blog to document ongoing projects and planning for upcoming trips and I'll point to it in an obvious place so you can find your way to it from this blog if you're interested.

Thanks to those of you who have stuck with us through this trip.  The blog has been a pleasure to write, only because many of you have indicated that you actually read it.  I have to admit that reading blogs isn't my thing, mostly because they can be so uninteresting.  I'm sensitive to that and have endeavored to keep posts short and say something worth reading.  That so many of you have indicated that you enjoy reading it means a lot to us.  Thank you.

We'll close with a a Haiku that Kay has asked me to post:
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Haiku is a form of poetry and is written in 17 syllables divided into 3 lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables.

This haiku condenses my thoughts about SV Quijote's Journey through the Inside Passage. Following the haiku is a short explanation for the words I chose.

APPRECIATION
INTIMATE. CONTRIBUTE. FRIENDS.
FOOD. AWE. NATURE. GIFTS


APPRECIATION
  • For Skipper Rod's gracious sharing of this rich and rewarding experience.
  • For each crew member's sense of adventure and camaraderie.

INTIMATE. CONTRIBUTE. FRIENDS.
  • Spending intimate time in close quarters with graciousness and respect.
  • Acknowledging each individuals contributions to the whole making for an environment in which we were able to enjoy the experience.
  • Strangers at first, friends at last.
FOOD. AWE. NATURE. GIFTS
  • Crew member's providing and cooking such a variety of delumpscious dinner meals which might be gourmet or homey, dried or fresh, new or family recipies and were ALWAYS tasty, appetizing, unique and enjoyed.
  • I am filled with awe and wonder with the people, the places, the sights, the vastness, the experience.
  • Living close to nature, clearly hearing the sounds of nature, always on the look-out for wildlife, never tiring of seeing water, trees and mountains.
  • Thank you for the unique gift of self each of you brought and shared.

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