Being Thankful

Miles traveled day 40: 113
Miles traveled total : 4,945
Miles to Port Angeles: 268

With only 268 miles to landfall, it’s time to start thinking about this being not only the end of our passage, but the end of a marvelous 4 year cruise. And at the end of this all, we’re both very thankful for many things.

First of all, we’re thankful that we got to go cruising a little bit while we are relatively young. We didn’t get to leave and cruise long term like I wanted to, but we certainly got a good taste of it. Good enough, in fact, to know will be back out again as soon as possible.

We’re thankful for the support of family and friends back home, who were always there on the other end of an email, helping out in so many ways. In particular, thanks to Leslie, Tony, Jeffrey, Teresa (T2), Eric, Peter, and BZ. And having the support of vendors back home has made a tremendous difference many times when we needed technical assistance that wasn’t available locally. Special thanks go to our sailmaker Carol Hasse, rigger Brion Toss, Yanmar mechanic Mark at Auxiliary Engine, and radio guy Marty Kirk at Rogers Marine.  

We’ve been pleasantly surprised to discover how many people have been sailing along with us via our website and blog. We have loved hearing from people who have taken time to read our blog and join us on this adventure. Thanks to all of you.

And a huge thanks to the volunteer members of the Pacific Seafarer’s Net, who have been there every single night taking our checkin and making sure we’re still afloat and where we’re supposed to be. It’s made a big difference to us knowing you’ll be there, and to our family back home who watch our progress as you send in our daily reports.

At this particular moment, however, I’m most thankful that I only have to get up two more nights on this long passage. And I’m especially happy to see the skies clearing and the sun coming out. We’re sailing down the west coast of Vancouver Island, but no matter how much I work at focusing the binoculars, I’m going to have to admit soon that I won’t be able to say “land ho” for another couple of days as we parallel the coastline 100 miles offshore.