A last blast of summer sun in September brought crystal clear skies, some sailing, navigating in fog, with harbor porpoises and a submarine crossing Whisper’s bow. Three short videos are embedded in the story so you can experience some of the journey with me.
My annual week of solo sailing was a journey of discovery as I traveled from the south end of Hood Canal to Olympia. As you’ll discover in this narrative, wind opposed me almost the entire trip, so much of this 140-nautical-mile journey was powered by motor, not wind.
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