The cruise to Petersburg was sunny, beautiful and chilly, but Scott soldiered on in his shorts, refusing to give in to pants after making it this far.
Kim maneuvered us through a tight maze of buoys and rocks up the Wrangell Narrows, avoiding shoals and other boats to arrive safely at our destination.
Our slip at the marina.
Petersburg is another tiny town, but had a bit more to offer than Wrangell. We met the locals at Kito's Kove for live music and billiards.
Here we underwent a changing of the guard, welcoming Brian, Shannon and little Morgan aboard, and bidding adieu to Scott and Kim.
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