Saturday, August 09, 2014

Bamping

Boat +camping = bamping.

Our first overnight trip on the boat with Logan and my first overnight trip on the boat.  We had high hopes of making it to Blake Island for dinner, getting some of the 1000 feet of available pier space and chilling there overnight.

It didn't quite happen like that.  We got a bit later of a start from poulsbo than planned...no particular reason, but shift turnover at the gas dock didn't help. Logan loved peeking up from the window in the main cabin at the seals in the harbor and settled in nicely with the ipad once we got underway.  We set two crab pots and as they were going down near Brownsville, we spotted her.


The ex-USS Constellation, CV-64.  We knew she was starting her journey towards a Texas recycling yard Friday but we had no idea about the time, etc.  even though we were quite a ways behind her at this point, we thought we might catch up.

"Look at the big ship like the ones mommy and daddy work on!"


We turned the corner and there she was...










Ok. So now that we were past the Connie, Joe had Blake in his sights.  And he was starting to get worried.  The mooring balls,  which would normally be ok for an adult to moor at for the night, were quite a ways from the pier.  A toddler, a mom and one rowing adult in an inflatable raft going to shore did not sound like a killer recipe for our first trip.  Logan was hanging in there, but it was only a matter of time for him.  I had been feeding him lots of snacks because I knew dinner was going to be a little late, but not getting off the boat much at all? Did not sound fun.  So, we kept our fingers crossed.

And it didn't work out.  All the pier space was taken.  Joe made a quick decision and turned the boat around for Illahee state park, where he could moor for free (thanks to the state of Washington for giving disabled vets free overnight moor age).

And guess what we saw again?  


One last look!



Joe hard at work leaving Blake island in our wake. 

Joe sped to Illahee, got dinner on the grill and we were happy.  It was 8pm, but Logan had stretched his legs, ran around and seemed to be settling down.



We were enjoying the colorful sunset and the views of Rainier...


One last walk for night.  Sure, right.  Bedtime is around the corner...

And then finally at 10pm, he fell asleep.  10 pm.  To bed.  Finally.  I was so frustrated.  Beyond frustrated.  The wine was so good and so well deserved. 


We were all sleeping pretty well.  A little cold, but I thought for sure we  would have at least till 6 or 7. 
Until 5am came and someone was awake. Wide awake.  WTF??!?

So, we dinked around until 7am, got moving in the boat and finally left around 8am.  We picked up the crabs (only 2 this time) and made our way home.


I know that it was a risky thing to do this trip with the kiddo and it will only get better from here on out. We definitely have some lessons learned for future trips, but I hope this starts a great tradition of bamping for the McGrath household!

















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