If it wasn't so grey & gloomy, we'd be able to see land. As at 1840z, we are 30 miles from our waypoint at the entrance to Juan de Fuca Strait. Yesterday we had a rip roaring sail as a low passed over us, but then a big hand reached out and turned the wind-o-meter from 'gnarly' to 'nada'. Unfortunately the swell-o-meter was on time delay, so we were stuck on 'gnarly' with the wave action for a while. At 0200 local time (west coast summer time, ha!) the iron genny was fired up, and we are now motoring in, in a somewhat inglorious end to the passage. It's grey, damp, and with limited visibility - can't even see a 900 foot cargo ship which we know is only 4 miles away. Interesting night motoring, as salmon season must be open, as there were many fishing boats within visual range. Making slow, conservative progress motoring. Hope to be in Blaine late Monday, but we may struggle against the tides, and US CBP may require us to go into Point Roberts to report in, in which case we will sand-bag on the home stretch in order to get there during daylight hours. cheers, team Mulan