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 →