I'm back. Our expedition was most excellent.
I'm going to try not to get to travelloggy but still share some of the adventures scattered among my other posts.
My dad spent his
childhood on the Washington-Oregon coast.
Dad,
on the right, his friend on the left, and his little brother in Tillamook , Oregon
During this time
his father worked as a tally man at several different lumber mills while his
mother worked as a boarding house cook.
Some of Grandpa’s co-workers from the lumber mill in Tillamook circa 1920.
Although I’ve
lived most of my life in Idaho , I find myself
visiting the Pacific Northwest again and again.
It could be some kind of ancestral attraction like the generations of robins
who return every year to revel in the ripening fruit of our cherry tree.
DH and I were
only married a little over a year when he was drafted into the army and stationed
in Fort Lewis
near Tacoma , Washington Seattle
M/V David B at the Bellingham Marina
last September, DH
and I went on that extraordinary five day boat ride through the San Juan
Islands of Puget Sound .
Then, a couple of weeks ago, we learned that Captain Jeffrey and his wife, Christine
were looking for passengers to fill in some last minute openings on a tour of Desolation Sound, DH and I got
out our passports and found our way on board for a trip into the British Columbia Inside Passage.
A short video of the view from the deck of the M/V David B
as we leave Bellingham Bay, Washington
You can hear the chug-chug of the old engine that
powers our boat. The David B is a 1929 restored
65 foot motor vessel.
