I’d planned on heading for Henry Island today, but never
made it. While I was eating breakfast an older gentleman walked past and got
into a 17’ Whaler behind me. He obviously had some mobility problems: two canes
and very small steps. We struck up a conversation and he mentioned that he had
a house in Barkley Sound. He also said he had parkinsons and was on his way out
to pull some crab pots. I volunteered to go along to help out, since I figured
he might have some difficulty pulling his gear.
Unfortunately this was the rainiest day in the last month
and a half. I suited up: Xtra Tufs and head-to-toe Goretex. Then we set off at
28-knots into driving rain. We pulled the pots at Shaw Island (no keepers),
then headed around to a boat launch to pull the boat out of the water. He’d
forgotten a critical piece of the trailer winch at the outstation back in
Friday Harbor, so I drove his truck and trailer back, grabbed the part, and
returned to the launch ramp.
By the time I got back to the boat all my outer layers were
soaked (but I was dry inside!) and it was past lunchtime. So I stayed in Friday
Harbor. More wandering town, relaxing on the boat, and even a quick nap.
No comments :
Post a Comment