Managed to get through another Friday the 13th without incident. To celebrate, we ordered some pizza and headed down to the boat for an evening sail.
It was a beautiful evening, and we zipped over to Bowen Island and back in no time at all. EB was on the helm and managed to top 6 knots smg at one point.
We managed to see all three ferries – Bowen, Langdale and Nanaimo – and even though I’ve been sailing out here for years I still like the sight of a ferry steaming by like we’re standing still. It sparks memories of every single ferry ride across the Straight when I was on the inside, looking longingly out at boats under sail, wishing I was there, too.
We met more of our moorage neighbours when we returned to Sewell’s, including the folks right next to us who were heading out for the weekend.