Jones, Patos and back to Sucia
|Dulcinea tucked into a slip on the H dock at Friday Harbor|
After stopping by the pump-out dock to, well.... Pump out the holding tank, I bid adieu to Friday Harbor. It is really one of my favorite places to visit when I am out, and little did I know that I would be back in a week under very stressful and ominous conditions.... But that is a story for another post!
I finally got underway around noon. It was a beautiful day, and my first stop, Jones Island was not very far - only about five and a half nautical miles. The wind was mostly non-existent as I headed out into the San Juan Channel and winded my way past the western coast of Shaw Island, past Cliff Island, then in between Yellow and McConnell Islands. I motor-Sailed all of the way there and pulled into the South Side anchorage. There aren't really many mooring balls on this side, maybe 3 or so. I found out later that on the north side of the Island, there are about 10 mooring balls and a dock. Oh well, maybe next year.
I arrived about 2pm and found that all the mooring balls had been taken, so I dropped the hook. It took me a couple of tries, as the first couple of times I ended up too close to some other boats by the time I had the proper scope out. It was pretty crowded. After tidying up a bit, and stowing all of the bits needed for making a passage, I decided to take a nap. About 45 minutes later, I heard an engine start and looked out the companion way. I saw the boat next to me, which was on a mooring ball, leaving! I wasn't really comfortable with the set of my hook anyway, so I hauled it up. As I have no windlass, it is a bit of a strenuous job hauling up the 25 pound anchor and 20 feet of chain, and of course the rest of the Rode (that is the 3 strand rope that is attached to the chain and anchor). As I hauled it up this time, it felt... well... weird. When I had finally pulled it all in, I noticed there was some yellow poly line fouled around the anchor. Interesting.... I got the line free, but it felt like it was attached to something, so I started pulling. I pulled hand over hand, when lo and behold, This was at the end of the line!
That's right, a crab trap! this one had been down there awhile, as it had Barnacles all over it. There were no crabs in it though. The rot line had done its job and... well... rotted, and the escape ring dropped like it was supposed to, so the crabs could get out. I had no time to admire my catch, as I was drifting in a crowded anchorage, so I quickly got back to the cockpit to maneuver and catch the Mooring ball, which was the reason I started this whole activity in the first place! I felt better being on the mooring, as I felt the holding there was questionable.
The next day, I took the trap to shore to see if I could clean it up any. I spent awhile getting the Barnacles and other growth off the cage, but I basically concluded that the trap was too far gone, as there was a lot of rust and corrosion on it, and as I was told, Crab don't like the smell of corrosion. So I decided would dispose of it properly at some point. At least I got it out of the anchorage! I spent the rest of the day just being lazy and hanging around the boat.
|Jones Island as I was leaving and heading to Patos.|
|Coming into Active Cove. Patos on the right and Little Patos on the left|
|Looking into Active cove in the gap between Little Patos (left) and Patos island|
|Dulcinea, nestled in the middle of Active Cove. In the background you can see some kids on a rope swing|
Getting back to Dulcinea it was time for some food and a Sun-downer or two. Then the Sunset came along and it was absolutely gorgeous! And I didn't even need to leave the cockpit to see it!
The next morning, after my favorite pastime (have I mentioned how much I love to have coffee in the cockpit int the Morning? LOL..) I decided to go to shore and do some hiking. There is this great trail that goes all the way around the island. Along the way you will come to the Patos Lighthouse which is a great place to explore, and admire the views
Another evening at Patos, and another Beautiful sunset. The picture below is of Me aboard Dulcinea, courtesy of Tracy Gilmore of S/V Seikkailu.
I had another great night on the mooring and planned to head out the next morning to go back to Sucia, As it is one of my favorite Islands. My Friends Left slightly before I did and were headed to Orcas Island, so I waved good bye until next time!
Little did I know what was in store for me... one of the most harrowing experiences I have had thus far.... But that is the story for the NEXT installment of this adventure!
Until next time!