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♬…on The Road Bay Again…♬

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Charlie keeps an eye on his sister Dorsey as she guides Esmeralde out of her permanent slip for the first time.

Seven days and five hours after she rolled into New England Boatworks on a truck, Esmeralde headed out onto Narragansett Bay for the first time.  We were joined by my brother Charlie, his wife Maria and son Bret, all seasoned sailors.  This trawler business is new for all of us, but we’re adaptable!  Best of all, they arrived with a lovely bottle of Veuve Cliquot, which we stashed in the fridge until we were organized and under way. Continue reading ♬…on The Road Bay Again…♬

Homeward Bound

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Leaving LaConner.  In the rain.

We spent a great final four days in LaConner before hitching up the Airstream, saying goodby to Esmeralde, and heading home.  We left the boat in the care of the folks at Tomco, who would go through our punch list, make a few tweaks we requested, and pack her up for her truck ride across the country.  Final goodbyes — to the people, the town, and our favorite new hangouts — and off we rolled on a grey, drizzly, quintessential PNW day.   Continue reading Homeward Bound

Back to LaConner – Cruise Over

Wow, the end of our shakedown cruise in the PNW was emotional.

IMG_2046We had grown to love LaConner during the three weeks we spent there prior to taking delivery of the boat, while living in our Airstream at the LaConner Marina Campground.  So while we did have reason to celebrate our return to the little town, we were very sorry that our excellent cruise on our new boat was drawing to a close. Continue reading Back to LaConner – Cruise Over

Shakedown – Part 10 – The Last Hurrah

As we hauled up our anchor after a pleasant layover at McMiken Island State Park in South Puget Sound, we could smell the end of our Pacific Northwest cruise, and the finale to our shakedown of Esmeralde.  In order to deliver the boat back to the factory in time for them to hit our punch list and prepare the boat for her truck-ride across the country, we had to think about getting her back to LaConner.  We figured we had two more nights.   Continue reading Shakedown – Part 10 – The Last Hurrah

Shakedown – Part 9 – Gig Harbor to McMicken Island

When we woke up in Gig Harbor, the skies appeared to be clearing.  As I sipped my coffee in my PJs and slippers in the salon, an apparition appeared as I gazed out towards the harbor entrance: seeming to float above the clouds to the east, in the distance, a hazy but massive rugged snow-covered mountain peak loomed.  I learned later that this was Mt. Rainier, and that it is a special sight.  Indeed.  A good start to the day, a good omen.   Continue reading Shakedown – Part 9 – Gig Harbor to McMicken Island

Shakedown – Part 8 – Seattle to Gig Harbor

As we went through our normal pre-departure routine before leaving Seattle, I flipped on the instruments, engine panel and VHF.  While I waited for Bruce to finish up the engine room check, I became a ware of a lot of activity on the radio.  Coast Guard chatter back and forth.  IMG_3107Things like “Vessel is evading!” “Subject heading north, 35 knots!” “Giving chase!” and “Come to a full dead stop NOW!” got my attention.  I told Bruce something was up.  When I heard coordinates, a looked at our chart plotter: whatever was happening was just outside Elliott Bay, a few miles from our berth at Bell Harbor Marina.  This would be interesting. Continue reading Shakedown – Part 8 – Seattle to Gig Harbor