The weather has been getting warmer day by day, and this morning we had our doors wide open by breakfast time. Shortly after eating breakfast, a woman walking down the dock approached our open door and stopped to ask us what year our boat was. She went on to say that she was the owner of the Olympus, the 97 foot classic yacht that moored down at the end of the dock yesterday afternoon. She and her husband are very much involved in the Classic Yacht Association, and she gave us her card and invited us to join. We learned that they have owned the Olympus for the past 15 years, and this year will be in the commodore's seat for organizing the wooden boat show up in Victoria over Labor Day weekend. The boat has its own website, www.yachtolympus.com, that describes some features and history of the boat and some of their cruising itineraries. The boat is available for charter trips, and they employ a crew of four, including a captain, first mate, chef and porter. They keep the boat moored in a boathouse on the south end of Lake Union. We probably will joint the CYA, as there would be some good contacts to use for advice or help on various mechanical and structural maintenance items. We won't be going back to Victoria next month, but we may do the classic yacht show at the Bell Street Harbor on the Seattle waterfront next year.
Erin and Barb decided to walk into town a bit before noon to check out a few shops. The plan was for Trav and I to take the dinghy into town to meet them near the Tower ice cream shop so that Trav, and Erin too, could enjoy a licorice ice cream cone, a treat that is often hard to find as most shops don't carry it. Erin gave me a call on the cell phone just before noon to say they were ready to meet us for ice cream. We were getting ready to get in the dinghy when she called back a couple minutes later to say that the ice cream shop was closed. There were no hours posted, so we didn't know if it was just a morning thing, or if they took Mondays off. They wandered across the street to ask the proprietor there if they knew when it would open, and they said that it varies as to time and day, but that if they were going to open it would probably be before 1 o'clock. As it turned out, someone showed up in short order, and our dinghy ride was back on. The docks near the ice cream shop were all marked private and no trespassing, so we just parked the dinghy at the south basin and walked from there, giving Trav's knee a little extra workout.
We all had an ice cream cone – Trav and Erin both had licorice, of course, and I ordered the Lopez Island blackberry while Barb had some chocolate variation. We enjoyed our treats while sitting at a sidewalk table. Afterwards, we walked over to Nasty Jack's, an antique shop at the end of the block, to look around. Erin found some furniture polish she likes, and a couple of collector books that were marked at 5 bucks apiece but worth much more. Afterwards we sent Trav and Barb back to the boats via the dinghy while we walked back.
Our dinner plans were to head back into town to the La Conner Tavern, for fish and chips. This time all four of us got in the Bar-T-Na's dinghy for the ride into town. We found some space at the end of a nearby dock that was only one business away from the dock. We enjoyed our dinner at the pub and even brought home a few leftovers.
This evening we finished the game of dominoes that was started the night before, and followed that with a nightcap from our bottle of Sambuca. Tomorrow we'll cruise down to Everett for the night, a routine we've developed the last couple of years to break up the run from La Conner all the way to Seattle. Everett has a nice marina, as well as the Jetty Island Park across the river from the docks. We'll enjoy an evening there before heading for home.
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