[caption id="attachment_4136" align="alignleft" width="168"] the cruise flag[/caption]

Today was the day to begin the NYYC Desolation Sound cruise. Rose at dawn to catch the Newark-Seattle flight, where I connected with Glenn Fuller and Tom Carroll at baggage claim and loaded up a rental car for the 2 hour drive to Bellingham.

San Juan Yachting had arranged for us to charter a 52' Nordic motoryacht named Escape, and Tom had arranged for a local girl to purchase our provisions. At the harbor Glenn and I sat through the long but amusing charter captain's orientation while Tom stowed the provisions; and after a meeting with the yacht owners and a final run to Fred Meyer grocery for the required alcohol complement, we ate onshore, headed back go the boat, and drew cards for our cabin assignments.

To Tom's chagrin Glenn drew for the bunk beds while Tom won the master. With that we retired and dreamt of mountains and fjords.[gallery include="4020,4018,4019" link="file" link_size="medium"]