Back in the USA! It took us more that an hour to figure out how to get though customs in Friday Harbor. The customs dock is no longer manned. That’s the way of things these days. There is a phone box though. When you pick up it dials someone somewhere. Bangalore? Maybe not. They spoke fluent Canadian whomever it was. They told me to pay for a clearance decal on line, then apply for entry with their app. So, pay online, download the app, create an account, apply for entry, then wait half an hour while an agent thinks about granting entry. Then wait some more. Finally they call, ask about our food stores. We’re okay except for two eggs. Oh you have eggs! Well, wait there. An agent will arrive to collect them. So after all that, we have to wait to see someone in person anyway!? What’s the point of all those hoops if you end up having to look someone in the eyes?
In the end it was fairly pain free. The customs dock is convenient and well marked. The agent came by, gave us a brochure, took the eggs, and we were on our way.
From Friday Harbor we crossed San Juan Channel to Park’s Bay, a convenient, quiet cove with no shore access
Tonight we’ll have tacos, tomorrow we’ll eat up our leftovers. And that will be it. Tomorrow is our last night on the boat before this adventure comes to an end. Where did ten weeks go?
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