8/10 La Conner

We're plugged in to shore power here at the dock, so Erin got out the waffle iron this morning to make waffles, with bacon bits in the batter and a sunnyside up egg on each one.  That was a treat.  Later in the morning Erin and I walked into town, after stopping at the marina office to pay moorage for the next two nights.  We plan on cruising south to Everett on Tuesday.

 

We called Trav, who is on "water taxi" duty, to bring Barb into town to do some shopping with Erin.  There are several docks along the main drag, so they just came putting down the channel.  Trav is still nursing his bum knee, so he's keeping his walking to a minimum.  The three of us wandered through a few shops, then I took off to wander on my own.  Down at the south end of town is a new dock, so I went down there to check out the mega-yacht that was moored there.  It was probably 120 feet or so –couldn't tell you if it's a private or corporate yacht.

 

Walking back through town, I saw Erin and Barb at the latte stand and went over.  Erin asked if I wanted anything, and since there was a sign advertising a special on root beer floats, that's what I had.  Erin had an iced latte, and Barb had a "death by chocolate" flavored ice cream cone.  We sat at a picnic table by the water and watched the boat traffic while we savored our treats.  Following that, I headed back towards the boat, walking over to the grocery store first to pick up a few items.

 

The docks were busier today than yesterday with boats coming and going.  Several people have made reservations, and the signs were out marking the lengths reserved for those boats.  I noticed the Olympus, a 97 foot fantail cruiser, gliding by and then turning around in the channel.  Some folks were on the dock checking signs to see where it was supposed to go, and as it turned out, they had reserved 97 feet right behind us.  The space was pretty tight – about 100 feet between boats the way I paced it off, which doesn't leave a lot of room.  They must have felt so as well, as they ended up taking the boat down to the end of the dock, where there was more maneuvering room.  The Olympus is a beautiful old boat of 1929 vintage – I'll post a picture of it sometime soon.

 

Erin fixed a rice and bean casserole for dinner, with sausage and some hamburger contributed from the Bar-T-Na.  We had dinner for all aboard the Potentate, then reconvened a little later on Bar-T-Na for an evening of dominoes.