So friends of mine came over from Vancouver to visit me. We had a great time chatting. One of the things that we all loved was the public transportation system on the Island. Because of it I met some really cool people.

When I first thought up this little adventure, I had planned one month on the San Juans and Gulf Islands, one month Desolation and Queen Charlotte Strait, and one month on the outside. Needless to say I now realize I need a lot more time for Queen Charlotte Strait and the outside if I am going to even have a chance at completing this.
So I am blowing through the San Juans (only two, maybe three stops). I will be spending a bit more time in the Gulf Islands but not much more.
If things go faster than I fear, I plan on heading back to the Islands instead of heading directly home.
I need to cut down on the number of times a day I anchor. That said, I think pulling up my anchor is even more of a workout than the rowing.
One of my biggest worries is dragging anchor, especially if I am not on the boat. The wind has picked up today and so I have been popping out of the boat and checking my placement like a marmot. If I have dragged, it is only a couple of feet.
To catch the tides I needed to leave the dock at 2am. Needless to say I was a bit sleepy when the time finally came.
Leaving the dock this time felt different. All around me were the lights of the city except a small chunk of darkness. That darkness is where I was headed. While this is not the first time I have started off into the dark it still unsettled me. Maybe because I know that I will not be coming back at the end of the weekend or even the week. There is so much between me and that return. I know that I will have an amazing time but damn I am still nervous.