Tuesday, August 3, 2010

June 31: Friday Harbor to Orcas Island

When I woke up today there was a thick layer of fog surrounding Friday Harbor, which gave it a surreal feel. We had some breakfast and talked for a little while before we headed into Friday Harbor to the Farmer’s Market. The market was small but effective. There were plenty of purveyors of stunning produce fresh from the farm. I found and bought some duck & chicken eggs laid that morning. There was also a local goat cheese maker called Quail Croft. They had several types of fresh goat cheese and a couple types of aged cheeses. I ended up buying an aged variety that was seasoned with cumin called Kumminost. We stocked up on all kinds of produce for the week ahead as well as some for tonight when we eat at the Miller’s house on Orcas Island. After the farmer’s market we needed to get some bread and dessert so Judy showed us San Juan Bakery where we picked up a pecan butter pie, apple brown butter pie and some bread.

Friday Harbor Farmers' Market

Now that we were finished provisioning for the trip Judy took us to Cattle Point and gave us a tour of their newly remodeled/getting remodeled house. Out the back window is a great view of Lopez Island and off to the right was Goose Island where loads of seals live. Unfortunately, there was still a fair bit of fog so we didn’t get the full view of Lopez Island, but there was a little seal swimming around right in front of the Jacobson’s house. After looking at the Jacobson’s house Bud, my dad, Ross and I headed back to the boat while the ladies went to the store to round out the shopping before we left Friday Harbor for Orcas Island.

On the trip to Orcas I ended up taking a nap, but it was only about a 45-minute ride over. When we arrived Ross and Matt, the captain, dropped anchor just offshore from the Miller’s house and Bud, my dad and I took the tender and drove around the coast of Orcas for about ten to fifteen minutes while the ladies made some salad to take over for dinner. When we got back from roaming we loaded up and headed over to the Miller’s for dinner. Warren and his guests had set some crab pots earlier in the day and unfortunately they only got one keeper.

Orcas Island

Once again Laurie threw together a last minute feast for about twenty people since the crab catch was lower than expected. We dined on some roast chicken, grilled halibut, roasted beet salad, shrimp scampi and of course a crab. During dinner one of the guests from Orcas told a great John Wayne story. He had been a cop in Newport and one of his first years on the force he stopped a drunk driver who turned out to be John Wayne. When the cop asked Wayne to get out of the car he kept saying in his distinctive voice, “You don’t want to be doin’ this kid.” To make a long story short, when the cop brought Wayne down to the station he ended up getting an hour-long lecture on the meaning of discretion. It may have been one of those stories that you had to be there for. After we had finished with dinner and dessert (where mom promptly miscounted people and cut too few slices out of each pie) we said our goodbyes and retired back to the boat. For a nightcap we watched The Most Dangerous Man in America, a movie about the Daniel Ellsberg Story.

The Breanna

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