Fauntleroy Cove to Gig Harbor August 12th- 13th 2008

After anchoring overnight at Fauntleroy Cove, and being rocked to sleep by the frequently-scheduled ferries, we decided to stay again at a marina so we could refill with water, hook up to electricity and have the ability to walk around town, so we headed south for Gig Harbor. We had slip C2 on the dock, registered at the office, and immediately began utilizing their laundry facility, since we badly needed to catch up on laundry.

While we were there we saw the folks we had met earlier at Bell Harbor Marina, Donna and John aboard their sailboat Sea Gal. They too, were enjoying Gig Harbor, celebrating a birthday and getting ready to head back to Canada. They were the folks that had watched us go through the Ballard Locks in Seattle.

We had a lazy day where we just wanted to cocoon on the boat and not do much except watch the Olympics on TV.

The next day we were looking for something other than fish for dinner and a boater walked by and recommended Brix 25 Degree. We cleaned up and headed off to dinner, they were very busy so we decided to eat in the bar. There we had the most robust conversation with a most interesting man, Mr. Robert Divers. Bob is the owner of United Power which is developing alternative fuel systems, his current project involved methane and one of the largest dairy farms. His stories of the things he and his brother took on were simply amazing and the art work they obtained during one of these forays is striking. Bob truly is a “Renaissance Cowboy” and is doing great things for the world. (even if he is a member of the GOP) Ha!

Before leaving Gig Harbor, we also met some folks across from our boat Carol, Ron and their dog Rowdy. Carol had asked about our Burgee and asked what yacht club we belonged to. It is interesting, when we had our hailing port of Alameda, California put on the boat, we wondered if anyone away from California would know of such a small town as Alameda. We thought maybe we should we have used San Francisco. However to our surprise it seems everyone knows of Alameda. The folks we met were either in the Navy, Coast Guard or had friends, relatives or spent time in the area.