"So this is where I say something?" -Alden
We left Shilshole on a rough, windy afternoon. Swells were nearly as big as our spirits and the wind was giving us following seas. A lot of tanker traffic kept us on our toes in order to stay out of their way and avoid their wake. We headed straight across the Sound and followed the coast of Bainbridge Island north from Kingston to Point No Point where we finally escaped the big swells around the north of the spit. We found calm, sweet anchorage in Port Gamble harbor where we were greeted by Alden's aunt and uncle in their kayaks. We were soon having enchiladas in their hot tub and recouping from the chilly voyage.
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