I just talked to a camper who came over from the other side of the island.", said Steve. "He said they saw a bear"
Grizzly or black?, I asked.
They werent sure.
Later that evening, just before crawling into my tent, I carefully packed away my food, eliminating anything with a scent.
At 2:30 am, I awoke with a start. Someone in camp was frantically blasting an air horn. Oh shit.
The Eastern Washington Moveable Messabout was Ellies grandest adventure to date. Eleven boats, eleven sailors, seven days, 940 highway miles, two States, five campsites, hot days, freezing nights, fog, sunshine, gale force winds and dead calm.
It all began on Sept 9, 2014. Joining Ellie and I was Steve Lansdowne from Austin, TX. Steve, who manages the Events Calendar for Duckworks Magazine, was here to visit friends and relatives, attend the Port Townsend Wooden Boat Festival, join me as a crew member for this messabout, and then return home for Sail Oklahoma. Quite the schedule!

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