It’s not going to rain
We are back in the US and have a date with a small mountain…. Young Hill. But first, we decide to anchor at Roche for a day or two so we’re closer to the harbor for provisioning, off loading, and walking around.
We headed down and by the time we got to the dingy, it was pouring and there was lightening and thunder all around us. This was the oddest storm we had seen in a while. It was a constant rumble for two days, with beautiful cracks of lightening, some far away and some right on top of us. Now we knew why all the boats were in the harbor.
The next morning we decided to make a run to Friday Harbor, a day earlier than planned. It was raining so hard but there wasn’t a stitch of wind. Because we left early enough, we got spots in the marina but we weren’t the only ones looking for shelter. It was a constant flurry of boats coming in and the marina was short staffed, so everyone helped each other. That’s what boaters do!
We were so thankful for shore power - we could fire up the heaters to warm up and dry out.