West Coast of Vancouver Island – Part 2

West Coast of Vancouver Island – Part 2

West Coast of Vancouver Island – Part 2

As I write this we are cruising east in the Strait of Juan de Fuca and it is totally flat, glassy water without any wind, waves, or anything.  Unbelievable.  With many hours of cruising left to go, it seems like a great time to draft the next chapter of this story.  (EDIT – I wrote the first portion in the Strait…and finished up at home but regardless here’s the story!)

When we last left off, we were in Ucluelet at the northern entrance to Barkley Sound.

Thursday, September 6 – Ucluelet to Tofino, Clayoquot Sound, British Columbia:  26.5 nautical miles

We left Ucluelet early in the morning and headed out to the Pacific.  The seas were pretty calm but as we were headed into the waves it was slightly bumpy, but not a big deal.  Zoe just isn’t as much of a fan of head seas!  As we were nearing Tofino we could see a large stack coming up out of the waves ahead…checking on AIS we saw that it was indeed Abby and Scott on Epoch, their Nordhavn 47 and around them, the Slowboat flotilla, heading south on their circumnavigation of Vancouver Island!  Fun!  We took some photos of Laura and Kevin on Airship, Sam on Safe Harbor and Vincent and Linda on Doll Face and of course had a good chat on the VHF.  The flotilla boats were some of the first cruising boats we had seen in days.


Scott and Abby on N47 Epoch
Beautiful coastline

We cruised around the point into Clayoquot Sound in the sunshine scanning the shores for the Middle Beach Lodge where we had stayed 17 years prior.  Gorgeous all around.  We had heard from others (including the Slowboat crew) that it is hard to find moorage in Tofino, especially as a larger vessel.  We had tried calling the marinas over the prior days to be told that no, there wasn’t any space for a 60 foot power boat because there was a big fishing tournament about to start, and/or generally that if we were 28 feet they could welcome us.  Anchoring in Tofino is a challenge because of the currents that run past the town at up to 4 knots.  Plus there are water taxis and tour boats zipping around at all times.  These small fast moving boats don’t seem to have any sense of speed other than full throttle.  They run their boats like precision race car drivers. Quite the talent really.

Just a few miles west of Tofino

So we weren’t hopeful for a slip in Tofino and had been looking at where we could anchor farther away and perhaps hop back with the dinghy.  Or maybe where else we might go and come back to Tofino on the way home.   Add to this that the weather forecast predicted that a storm was coming with 30+ knot winds.  Good times. One more call to the Tofino Harbour Authority and we struck gold!  Yes, they could take us at the 4th Street Dock if we wanted to raft to a 54 foot powercat.  No problem.  We can do that.

Squishing the powercat


After tying off to the powercat, and then tying lines to the dock around him, oh and adding our fenders to his boat against the dock to ensure he was not potentially going to be squished, we headed out to explore Tofino.  Seventeen years ago we ate the best halibut and chips I have ever had in Tofino.  We searched but I think the little spot is gone.  Lots of other cool places and spaces however!


Fish cleaning area on the dock

Zoe accompanied us for some of the exploring but she was a little sleepy after the morning ocean jaunt and had a nap for a portion of the afternoon.  After a lovely dinner out we returned to the boat to a happy doggo.

Friday, September 7 – Tofino

Friday morning brought the first wave of the storm with an all-day serious downpour and some wind.  We decided to stay put for the day.  One of the reasons that we wanted to stop in Tofino (other than the great town) was that we had ordered a few things from Fisheries Supply in Seattle to be delivered to Tofino.  A new American flag (as the other was lost somewhere around Victoria) and a new pump for the blackwater system.  Alas, the package was stuck in Customs.  So we spent the super rainy day doing a few boat projects including changing the duck bill valves on the blackwater tank pump.  Good times.

Gortex is your friend!

We also wandered out of the boat into the rain in our rain gear to see what was happening around town.  A new totem pole was being raised and the community was getting ready for a community-wide dinner where all could come together to celebrate the new totem pole.  Very cool.

Just after raising the Totem


The bad weather didn’t seem to stop the tourism however.  Boatload after boatload of tourists dressed in Mustang survival suits and now, long yellow rain jackets kept descending upon the marina, loading into fast open RIB boats and going out to search for whales and bears.  I’m not sure how they could see them exactly.  One gentleman we met said that it was likely that they were “whale listening” as there was little chance they could see a whale unless it was right on top of them!  I decided these people looked like “ketchup and mustard people” and for some reason found their gear and collective march to be pretty hilarious.  As we saw them all day, my hilarity just never ended!


Alison’s ketchup and mustard people

Saturday, September 8 – Tofino to West Whitepine Cove, Clayoquot Sound: 17 nautical miles

On Saturday morning we decided to head out in a dry spell.  We knew that the winds were coming next so we scoured our guidebooks for safe, yet pretty harbors.  We landed on West Whitepine Cove, a gorgeous bay with a rushing creek running into it and lovely scenery.  On the way we cruised through an area of Clayoquot Sound with a tremendous number of sea otter colonies.  They are so funny and adorable. They float around on their backs looking up at us like, hey, what are you guys doing?  Wanna swim?


Red Rover heading to West Whitepine Cove


We anchored in the cove, all alone once more.  A dinghy excursion was in order to check out our new anchorage!  And of course, that’s when it began to pour once more.  It rained and rained and rained and rained some more.  And then it rained again.


Alison with the anti-bear equipment


It was another “embrace the rain” type of day


Rain may have been an understatement…



While enjoying a little red wine with the rain we noticed a pair of porpoises that were hanging out in our cove, diving and playing near the boat.  After watching them for a bit two more showed up!  It was like we had our own porpoise playland.

Oh and not to be forgotten, it was Zoe’s 9th birthday!  Happy Birthday Zoe!  We cooked up some chicken thighs for our birthday girl and gave her lots of loves.

Hey Humans!  Why is there kibble in my birthday dinner??

Sunday, September 9 – West Whitepine Cove to Bacchante Bay, Clayoquot Sound:  31 nautical miles with a detour

The wind came up on Saturday afternoon but didn’t really begin to blow until the early hours of the morning on Sunday. Of course.  Even in our very protected anchorage the wind speeds reached 30 knots.  We swung around, drank coffee and watched the storm feeling great about our purchase of a Rocna anchor last year.


Just as abruptly as the storm began, it stopped.  The rain stopped, the wind stopped and some blue sky opened up.  Wahoo!  We quickly packed up, pulled the anchor and headed back out, thinking we would transit Hayden Passage at slack tide and move north to position ourselves for a visit to Hot Springs Cove the following day, ocean conditions permitting.


Hayden Passage was simple and easy.  We transited toward the ocean a bit, and found lumpy conditions.  After exploring a few coves we decided to visit Bacchante Bay, a gorgeous destination with steep mountains, a grassy meadow and beautiful scenery.  We were once again all alone in this pristine, wild anchorage.

Our anchorage at Bacchante Bay
Dog and her ball


One of the images in this series is going to be in the 2019 Nordhavn calendar!
This was a small island before the entrance to the bay that we took the dingy to explore
Queen of the mountain!


I have the stick!
The streams were running fast with all the recent rain
Hey!  There’s a boat on my nose!

Monday, September 10 – Bacchante Bay to Quait Bay (with a detour to, but not reaching Hot Springs Cove), Clayoquot Sound:  44 nautical miles

In the morning we continued to explore the bay a bit more and enjoyed coffee and breakfast with a stunning view.  We then decided to head out of the bay, gain a bit of cell service and check Environment Canada for ocean conditions with an intent to go to Hot Springs Cove.  The website said 1-3 meters with lessening winds and calming seas in the afternoon.  Well… not really.  We approached the ocean and noted that the swells were not as large in the more protected waters.  As we headed into the swells to go out and make the turn into Hot Springs Cove the wave heights grew.  Waves were crashing and water was spurting into the sky on either side of the channel, and the waves were up to 15 feet, and although well spaced, we were down in the wave troughs looking up at walls of water.  Not so good.  The entrance to Hot Springs Cove it just didn’t seem safe, sane or perhaps possible to move our slow boat in there.  So back we went.  And once again, I have not made it to the hot springs in Alaska or BC.  Hmm.

For those who know Zoe, you understand that this was not a look of enjoyment!  She was glad we turned back to flat water….

We decided to move back toward Tofino and ventured back through Hayden Passage.  We checked out Matilda Inlet and the small First Nation village of Ahousat and then cruised onto Quait Bay.


Warrior man?


Our guidebook noted that the floating lodge in the bay was closed but that a caretaker was stationed there.  Of course, the guidebook was published after last summer so some things do change.  We anchored not far off of the floating lodge and a rushing creek behind it.  After taking Zoe for a well-earned “shore leave” and a floating afternoon cocktail we decided to go see what the lodge was all about.  There were numerous fishing boats tied to the docks and it appeared to have a variety of people walking around on the upper deck.

Hey humans, that’s a big floating building over there.  Let’s check it out!
The longhouse in the foreground, the floating lodge in the background.
Alison has already used this fireplace in a real estate consulting report – tax deductible trip?

A man (who we later learned was Chris) in a chef jacket shouted down at us to come on in and join the party.  Well why not?  After taking Zoe for a quick walk Kevin took the doggo back to the boat and I wandered up the stairs, dressed in full rain gear, headed to a party with a bunch of people I had never met.  And it was a blast.

The party ended up being a mix of people having a tuna tournament in Tofino, out for an evening of fun and the staff of the Tofino Resort & Marina.  There were deck jumpers – enjoying a nighttime plunge into the icy waters below, beer, wine, food and a lot of fun and laughter.

We learned that the floating lodge had a variety of land-based buildings as well, including a long house a spa, and more.  We were encouraged to come back in the morning and explore the surrounding grounds and of course have breakfast!

Tuesday, September 11 – Quait Bay

With an invite to explore we got up in the morning and headed to shore.  Chris reappeared and asked us to come up for breakfast.  Well ok!

The floating lodge was once called Pinkerton Lodge and then became Clayoquot Wilderness Resort.  It will have a soft opening this fall and a grand opening next spring as The Tofino Wilderness Resort.  We would love to go back next year and see how this really, really cool place comes back to life.

The resort was originally built by the Sunkist company.  And it appears that no expense was spared. The floating lodge was a floating restaurant in Victoria for the World’s Fair.  It was then moved to Quait Bay (with an exciting high tide float through the very narrow entrance to the bay) and remodeled into a hotel.  The long house and adjacent spa building were developed along with a spectacular boardwalk that winds through the forest, along a raging creek up to a series of beautiful lakes.  Several cottages sit along the lake shore.  The creek is also the source of power for the resort as an extensive hydro power system was created.  It is a self-sufficient place with no roads leading to the resort.  Future guests will access the resort via a quick 20 minute boat ride from Tofino.

Dining area in the Lodge
Dock on the lake above the lodge


The dam and pipe that powered the water generator – and a little wayfinding signage.


The spa, hot tub and 22 foot deep natural pool in the foreground

Apparently the resort was really only ever open for a few years.  It has been sitting dormant for years and Chris and team are working hard to put the place back together.

Chris made us an awesome breakfast of French toast and sausages and we enjoyed the resort’s WiFi for awhile.  We explored the boardwalk and the lakes and enjoyed it all!

Now if only every day was gorgeous like this

After wandering around the shore we decided to go check out Freedom Cove in the dinghy.  This famous cove is home to Catherine and Wayne who have built a completely sustainable floating island that they live on.  Their gardens and outbuildings have been extensively covered in the media.  One of the many videos about the cove – watch here!  We chatted with Wayne from the dinghy but as we had Zoe with us, we created a bit of havoc with their three chihuahuas who were taking their job of homeland security quite seriously.  Visitors are welcome at Freedom Cove and the owners take the time to tour people through their unusual property – no dogs though!  We were told that it would be polite to provide a $20 bill as a gracious thank you for the tour – something to keep in mind if you head to Freedom Cove.

A pink and teal delight


After an afternoon of dinghy wandering we headed back to the boat to lounge about and then take another hike up to the lakes.  A beautiful afternoon, even though it rained a bit!


Wednesday, September 12 – Quait Bay, Clayoquot Sound to Effingham Bay, Barkley Sound:  43 nautical miles

On Wednesday morning we got up bright and early and took Zoe to shore for a quick doggie break prior to departing back to Barkley Sound.  As we motored toward the Pacific, fog rolled in and out around us, and we noted some remarkedly shallow areas under the keel!  The ocean swells began and wala!  We were back in the Pacific.

Red Rover at dawn
Heading towards Tofino area


Entering the fog out on the Pacific
Easy rolling morning


Our cruise south was truly uneventful with very little wind and long rollers that simply gave us a bit of speed as we cruised down them.  Easy ocean.  When we arrived at Barkley Sound we cruised past Ucluelet and headed down to Coaster Channel, a mid-point entrance into the Broken Island Group.  I was less delighted about the idea of coming into a channel with waves breaking on rocks on either side of it, but Kevin assured me that it would have far more elbow room than it looked.  After a few swift turns by some rocks, with the swells propelling us forward, we were back into the calm waters of the Broken Island Group.

We headed to Effingham Bay and surprisingly, there were other cruising boats there!  WHAT!?!  Other people were actually on the West Coast of Vancouver Island?  We anchored mid-bay and took the dinghy down for some exploring.

Fetching the stick!  One of Zoe’s favorite beach activities
Nurse log


As the fog rolled in, we decided to hang out in the boat and entertain Zoe, who had been a most patient doggo during the ocean portion of the trip.  Kevin held an evening show for Zoe with her toys as the primary players.  She enjoyed it immensely and decided to chase said toys all over the boat.  Good times!

It’s a doggo play day!
Oh hey humans…

Thursday, September 13 – Effingham Bay, Barkley Sound

On Thursday morning, we anticipated the arrival of the Slowboat crew who were joining us for the evening in Effingham Bay.  I did a conference call (a little work had to happen) and Kevin messed around with boat projects.

When the Slowboat crew arrived we all said hello and some of us set out for more dinghy exploration, visiting these outer islands and the gorgeous landscapes that challenging weather creates.  We even ran the dinghy through a sea cave as the swells entered and exited the cave.  So very cool!

The Slowboat Flotilla joins Red Rover in Effingham Bay


Exploring the sea caves by dinghy





In the evening, we had the Slowboat crew over to Red Rover for dinner.  And they brought dinner!  The very best kind of guests!  Kevin and the gentlemen played with his new underwater drone, learning that it was going to take some practice.  They were getting the hang of it by the time dinner came around.  We all celebrated Sam’s birthday and gave him lots of peer pressure to buy a Nordhavn.  😊  Always fun!


Leaving Barkley Sound – just beautiful

If you are reading this asking, “what’s the Slowboat crew?” we can fill in the blanks.  Slowboat is a flotilla run by Sam Landsman, Laura Domela and Kevin Morris.  These awesome people lead small groups of slow boats (and now and then a faster one) on several trips each summer including an epic Alaska trip and a few circumnavigations of Vancouver Island.  This was their second trip around the island this summer.  We met the Slowboat crew for the first time last summer in Petersburg, Alaska and have enjoyed get-togethers with them ever since.  If you’d like some expert knowledge, the Slowboat flotilla could be a great fit for a first trip north.  www.slowboat.com 

Fellow Nordhavn owners Scott and Abby were along on Epoch, their N47, and Vincent and Linda Cummings who have a N60 on order were also on the trip.  Always fun to see the Nordie family.

Friday, September 14 – Effingham Bay to Port Renfrew, British Columbia:  46 nautical miles

On Friday morning before the crack of dawn we headed out to sea once more, cruising with the Slowboat flotilla back into the Strait of Juan de Fuca.  Conditions truly could not have been more easy – it was a smooth ride and fun to have friends to chat on VHF / messenger with as we went.

The Slowboat crew was heading to Port Renfrew.  Originally we had thought we’d bypass this stop and head to either Sooke or Victoria.  In the end, we decided it would be fun to stop – and why not?  So we headed to Port Renfrew, a really cool little marina.

Port Renfrew


Apparently the marina had been rebuilt after a monster winter storm came through and took down the breakwater, damaging the docks.  We were told by the marina staff that within a few hours of the storm passing, work began.  The cost?  Several million dollars.  Impressive.  The small marina is lovely.  It has a restaurant that is currently serviced by a food truck on the upland area.  The marina is being reworked by the same people who own the Mill Bay marina and restaurant where I have spent many years being Crew Mom watching Kirsten row at the Brentwood College Marina.  So it was a welcome sight!

Kevin and Zoe and I had lunch at the restaurant and enjoyed some beers with Abby and Scott before heading out for a good long walk.  We promised Zoe afterall.  We wandered into the Beach Camp area and then turned around and walked to the “town” or Port Renfrew which is centered on a very cool pub.  The pub sits alongside a wharf that includes a small hotel, fishing excursions, commercial fishing infrastructure and more.  Super cool.  I’d stay there in a minute.

Beer thirty


Alison wants to stay at this little hotel on the pier someday
Humans!  Do as I wish!

After our walk we went back to the restaurant (sans Zoe who went to nap on Red Rover) and met up with the Slow Boat flotilla for dinner.  We then retired to Epoch (N47) for tasty beverages.  A good time was had by all!

A fisherman had left a few fish heads out on the dock for the seagulls…  Zoe found them fascinating.

Saturday, September 15-  Port Renfrew to Port Angeles to Home (Shilshole Bay Marina, Seattle):  127 nautical miles

Saturday dawned bright and early once again.  We headed out of the marina slightly later than the Slowboat crew as we had a dog to walk!  But we caught up.  The Slowboat crew was headed to Victoria for what else?  A victory celebration!  Their circumnavigation was complete.

The Red Rover crew was headed back to the US.  We enjoyed completely and totally flat conditions on the Strait of Juan de Fuca, which is almost unheard of.  And of course, some fog with a bajillion small fishing boats darting about without any visibility.  Eventually the fog broke and Port Angeles was ahead.  We checked in at customs, surrendered our limes and lemons (where do they put all of this stuff?  I’m betting they have an awesome bar at Customs & Border Patrol) and headed back out, thinking we’d spend the night in Port Townsend.

The sky blended in with the sea


Making our way home under the watchful eye of the lighthouse
One lonely sweet potato, all the US Custom officers left us after clearing back in at Port Angeles.

Well, as we neared Port Townsend we read that the following day was expected to bring 3-4 foot seas in Admiralty Inlet and the Puget Sound.  Not a big deal really, but likely a good bash all of the way home.  So… instead, we decided to just go for it.  We made some dinner, drank some Redbull and waved at Port Townsend out of the port side windows.

We don’t normally cruise in the Sound in the dark due to crab traps and logs.  But crabbing season was over, there was a nice bright moon and after we passed the south end of Whidbey Island, nice conditions.  Windy but easy seas.

Seattle Traffic, who controls commercial shipping traffic in the VTS (Vessel Traffic Service) seemed a bit concerned about our nighttime presence as they kept calling us.  We were cruising just on the outside of the shipping lanes, attracted their attention.  “Red Rover!  What are your intentions?”  We chatted multiple times and listened as they informed the Alaska bound cruise ships and tug boats of our presence (I think they can see us on AIS). The other captains were told to watch out for a southbound yacht, Red Rover, and that the RR captain had been told to be monitoring closely.  Kinda fun.

A cruise ship heading north as we headed south

We pulled back into Shilshole at 10:30 pm, 16 hours after we left Port Renfrew.  A long day, but it afforded us a nice Sunday at home.

What a fantastic trip!

NAPS 2018 Follow Up

NAPS 2018 Follow Up

NAPS 2018 was, well, a bunch of fun! At least once we left the dock… Although NAPS officially didn’t start until Friday afternoon, Alison and I had planned to head up Thursday after she was home from the office. I had left the office early to go provision for the Saturday evening dinner of ribs/chicken and wine (courtesy of Dan Streech at PAE).

Between broken trash compactor that ended getting stuck in the down position and Alison having an extra long day, we decided to hang at the home dock and head up Friday morning.

The plastic trunnion nut broke at the bottom of the compacting cycle. With it full of garbage, it needed to be pulled before we left for the weekend. Two hours later, I had it pulled from the cabinetry and disassembled enough to find this issue, remove the garbage and put it back in place. I have since sourced the nut (made with aluminum) and it is now operational again.

We were up early, walked the dog, made some coffee and off the dock! Port Ludlow, here we come! Just out of Shilshole Bay Marina, our home port, we turned and saw Tom and Linda Hamilton in N5730 Set Free coming out of the locks. Fun! Someone to travel with.

N57 Set Free – but who is driving the boat?

About an hour later, the “racing Nordhavns” overtook N4717 Epoch with Scott Allen and Abby Nicholson onboard. We had some fun on the radio learning that Epoch is pronounced “Epic”. Now you tell me!

N47 Epoch

Once we caught up with Scott and Abby, the three boats juggled positions as we all were taking photos of each other. It was like a slow dance… or maybe more of a circus? There was a recent salmon season opening so the three Nordhavns encountered many fishing boats on the way. It mush have been quite a scene with the three boats coming at them “driving kinda funny”.



After we arrived in Port Ludlow, we settled in and enjoyed the arrival of the rest of the fleet.



The scheduled 5 o’clock appetizers and happy hour arrived right on time. The marina provided a couple of tables for our plates of food and napkins. What a great start to the weekend! Not really surprising, the socializing went on until after sundown!

Great food! Plus Zoe looking for some treats…
NAPS had the entire end of the dock to ourselves. A great location for happy hour!
So fun seeing Nordhavns everywhere. Even more fun to have all the owners around to talk with!


Captain Shawn striking his movie star like pose…
Happy hour moved to several different vessels, including Red Rover’s pilothouse. Wait, those bottles look almost empty!

Saturday brought another beautiful sunny day to Port Ludlow. This great weather allowed for the naming of two Nordhavns! Shawn and Elizabeth Krenke’s N43 and Tom and Linda’s N57 officially recieved their new names, Freedom and Set Free.

Looking sharp!
Shawn assisted Tom with a little buff after the Meridian lettering came off the transom of Set Free.
Tom, giving final approval…

What time was it? Need to prep some ribs! They need to bake for a good three hours… Somehow, 50 pounds of ribs followed Red Rover to Port Ludlow and they needed to be prepared for some ovens. Fortunately we had plenty of volunteers offering up the use of ovens. We spread them around four boats… wow, the entire dock smelled like ribs!

Secret ingredients!
50 lbs of pork ribs, ready for the oven!

Once those ribs were safely tucked away and cooking, there was time for some adventures….




One thing I wanted to do was to document the boats that joined us for the weekend. We had other owners join us by land as well, including a couple that flew in from Hawaii! Eric Clarke, N4023 Enfin, came and actually stayed in Red Rover’s captain’s cabin for the weekend. Larry and Mary Mason, N5737 No Plans, flew in from Hawaii. Dick and Peggy Koller, N55-20, had Isla Z anchored around the corner at their friends home, so joined us for dinner Saturday evening.

Brit and Jan Etzold on N4740 Escape Velocity
Don and Jill Bernard on N4314 Seaborne
Mike and Lou Ann Forshee on N46 Silent Runner
Scott Allen and Abby Nicholson on N4717 Epoch
Kevin and Alison Jeffries on N5505 Red Rover. Who was in charge of the shorepower cord?
Tom and Linda Hamilton on N5730 Set Free
Dennis and Julie Fox on their recently aquired 60′ Willard Julie K. Dennis and Julie are serial Nordhavn owners (owned 5).
Keith and Kathy Hallman on N4753 Sea Cairn
Shawn and Elizabeth on N43 Freedom

Ok, back to the good stuff. Food! Three plus hours later, the ribs were ready to be pulled and cooled before heading up to the Port Ludlow event tent for dinner. I realize I am focusing on the ribs, but we did have 15 pounds of marinated chicken thighs that were ready to go as well. We didn’t want anyone to go hungry!

Shawn was a huge help, first delivering ribs to boats and later gathering them back up.
Ribs, cooling…. Oh, there’s the 15lbs of chicken thighs back by the cooktop…

We hauled the meat, sides, drinks and such up to the event tent. The marina also provided two large BBQs for us to use.

I should make a point here that literally every single person asked what they could do to help, before the weekend started as well as all throughout the event. As it was a pretty casual encounter, not much was needed. The oven space was a great help and I did have Shawn and Scott help with the dinner setup and BBQing of the meat. As dinner was wrapping up, Shawn and I took a few minutes to fly our drones around the harbor. When we turned around, the entire space was cleaned up! Thank you everyone!

Also, thank you Don Kolhmann for coming by with the box of Nordhavn caps and good cheer! We all know that everyone is short a Nordhavn hat…


Everyone brought sides and desserts to accompany the ribs and chicken. Um, we had leftovers…


All weekend allowed owners to tour the other boats. It’s great to go on the other models but the huge value is seeing the tips and tricks that the others are doing on their boats. I found Scott and Abby’s anchor hold down very cool and effective. It is now on my to do list!


We had some friends stop by, currently Krogen 48 owners but moving in to being Nordhavn Dreamers and maybe even owners sometime (soon Digby and Pam!)? We all started our goodbyes. And until next time…

Pam and Digby!
Sea Cairn heading out.
Goodbye Elizabeth!

Alison and I motored home on the flybridge of Red Rover. What a great weekend. It was wonderful to see the owners that we’ve met and cruised with before and so much fun to actually see the faces and shake hands of those owners we’ve only emailed with, had discussions with on the NOG or knew via social media. After getting back to the home port and giving the boat a quick rinse, it was time for some easy dinner up top.


Thanks to everyone that joined us. Maybe we should do it again?!?