On this three day weekend we went up to Aeolus and once again experienced the disconnect between time, space and our perceptions of time and space. We went to Jones for the overnight as we didn't get to the boat until Saturday night. Despite the benign weather and three day weekend, the hundreds of fine boats at Friday Harbor remained in their slip and we were the only boat at Jones or out and about. Astonishing. Boats with names like Intrepid, Adventurous, Why Knot, and who goes out? Aeolus!
We startled quite a few animals on our circumnavigation of the island, as clearly they do not expect two legged creatures this time of year. We came across a very large river otter on the west side rocky bluffs.
The forecast was for E winds only 5-10, but there was a steady 10-15 blowing NE down President's channel that made our decision to go to the North Cove seem a bit silly. It was a bumpy night, and the forecasted calm winds overnight did not happen either. For anyone not familiar, the north side of Jones is open to a lot of fetch to the N and NE. You can always hop around to the south cove in such conditions.
The trip back to our slip was quick with the ebb helping us along down San Juan Channel. We did 6.5 to 7 knots all the way for a quicker than normal return.
There is absolutely no way to understand how a mere 36 hours in the islands on Aeolus can be part of the same space/time continuum as the one in town back home. It defies any comprehension how it can be so rich, complete, and lengthy. Guess we will just have to keep doing this!
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| West side toward San Juan |
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| Only green clothes I own and all on at the same time! |
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| Perfect Madrone skin |
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| North to Waldron and Orcas |
