Sailing Queen

I've done quite a bit of sailing this summer. I am soooo lucky that I have a wonderful friend with a boat. Who trusts me enough to be on her crew and who believes that I won't wind up in the water. A couple of weeks ago, there was a "girls sail" to Gig Harbor... a place I've blogged about several times before. We got there in about 4 hours in 20 knots of wind. It was awesome. I seriously felt like I was a pro.

This past weekend, the crew decided to "take it up a notch" and sail to the San Juan Islands. This is officially the farthest I've ever sailed in one direction. It took us two days to get to Friday Harbor on San Juan Island. To get there, you have to sail over the Strait Juan de Fuca, or as the locals like to call it, "Strait Wanna Puke-a." It was a little rough, but nothing we couldn't handle. 

The main draw of the islands, besides the great weather are the pods of orcas that hang out there in the summer and the hoards of dungeness crabs you can catch. We didn't see any orca, but on Saturday night, we put some crab pots out. We did really well for a set of rookies and for only an hour or so of soaking.