Off the coast of Seattle lies little Blake Island. The entire thing is a state park, with a few campgrounds, buoys around it to moor your boat, and first-come-first serve marina.
It’s a popular tourist destination due to Tillicum Village, which hosts an salmon feed and Native American dance show in a Northwest long house.
This weekend, Vic and I finally got to check out the McKeague’s new boat. With the weather rainy and clow-dy, we hunkered down to listen to marine forecasts safe under canvas in the Blake Island Marina. It really is a perfect get-not-so-far-away get away.
We ate the salmon and saw the dance show, chatted with a super nice Tlingit tribe member who was learning to carve, played some cards, and slept dreamless sleep on the boat. Of course, we saw a few seals, some salmon near the locks and lurking through a sudden fog bank a Coast Guard cutter and the dark tower of a submarine.
Now, how can I get back without a boat?
A wet, cool boating weekend close by
By the way, that’s Vic’s picture of the submarine. The little devil snatched the camera right out of my hands as I stood dumbstruck.
Taking pictures of submarines is a violation of national security. You’re on The List now, mister.