Destination: parts unknown...
We arrived at the SeaTac airport Thursday where we were greeted by my sister and whisked away to Anacortes, where my brother-in-law was waiting to take us to The Island That Must Not Be Named. Anacortes is a charming town, located on Fidalgo Island, accessed by bridge from the mainland. We stopped to pick up supplies, got an assortment of tasty baked goods from La Vie En Rose bakery, and off we went.
Anacortes is where one normally takes a ferry to visit the major islands in the San Juans. Going by private boat is so much more fun!

As you can see, the weather was picture perfect. After we broke through a bit of fog, it was nothing but blue skies and calm seas. The ride took us a little under an hour. The island we visited has very few residents. Apples grow in abundance and the local produce is beautiful and delicious. Electricity comes from solar panels or wind generators. The sunsets took your breath away.

We spent two days and nights visiting with family, cooking on the beach, taking walks and meeting and visiting with some of the delightful locals. On Saturday, with our psychic batteries fully re-charged, we packed up and headed for home. This trip was precisely what the doctor ordered. I can't wait to return...




Tom, It sounds like a lovely time was had by all. I love your pictures--what a peaceful setting. Now I have to find out the name of it. lol