Melissa awakes early and starts even more cooking. Black beans turned to refried beans, because Mexican breakfast! And then a rhubarb coffee cake.
Dave makes a run down to the boat with more groceries and just shakes his head at all the food. Jim and Margaret arrive about 10 am and we load up their gear and all the food they have brought along. It all fits! (Melissa knew it would – we go through this all the time where Dave thinks it will never all fit in the fridge. For days it getting anything in and out is a bit like a jigsaw puzzle, but so worth it!)
We head out and arrive just in time for the noon opening of the Montlake bridge. From there on out, the bridges all open within moments of our arrival. When we hit the locks, the small locks were just emptying and we slid right in. A bit of chaos when smaller boats piled in behind us cutting in line in front of another large boat. We roll our eyes. Rookies. The concept of a line – first come first serve – just isn’t that complicated. Nor is “load large boats first” so that they can load the smaller boats around the larger boats. Alas.
Sangria was the drink of the day!
We head to Paulsbo and anchor with no trouble.
Dinner was Jim’s lamb burgers, Melissa’s homemade buns, and a nice green salad along side. Before that was an appetizer of prosciutto wrapped asparagus with a drizzle of balsamic syrup.
