Flying wives is a term sailors use to show their affectionate jeoulsy for those fortunate (or lucky) enough to fly in/out of the primo cruising locations. This is Jody's seaplane as she departed from Cortez Bay to get some grandkids time.

For me, that means a dinner alone prior to a 5 am wake up to raise anchor and single-hand Huzzah 20 some miles south to a protected marina. Now secured, I will take two ferries, one taxi and one bus to get to Port Angeles where Jody will collect me and drive me home. Why? Be with Jody & hang with my grandsons, of course! And Hazel too!

After a month on the boat, this is like an intermission. I'll get a few miles on the bike, Do some harbor sailing with my grandson Milo who's a fresh sailing school graduate, and who knows what else???

Huzzah will be fine for a couple weeks. Cheers!