A second full day in Friday Harbor provides time enough for the hours necessary to prepare  Chicken/Vegetable/Noodle Soup started at 2pm and served at 6p.m. Soup and a loaf of bread. What could be better? (Mexican food?)

What’s with the weather change today? What’s with the strong southerly wind and the warning of thunderstorms for tomorrow, the very day we meant to enjoy a leisurely cruise for beauty’s sake over the top of Cypress and Guemes Islands before dropping down into the Swinomish Channel in time for a 2kt southerly current to carry us into LaConner for the night. Leg by leg, we are heading home.

7:30pm. It was a Hot Soup Supper sort of night. No question. It’s cold now, we’ve shut portside windows and door, and have donned long-sleeve shirts. Our American flag snaps sassily from the south over the swim-step (you know, the one we can’t step off) and neighboring sailboats’ apparatus clanks away and will, likely, throughout the night. 

Post-dinner: While Turners’ tend to Galley duty, Dave and I consult tides, currents, distances, winds, weather, and warnings, and try to plot tomorrow’s course. Our original plan to leave in the very early morning has been scuttled by the threat of  fog. “Mid-morning, maybe?” Before thunderstorms but after fog? 

Weather could be such a downer if it weren’t for the stunning sunset arranging itself in our western sky.