September 23, 2019
Again, just passing through and quickly.
One day to sit out the blow, which pushed hard through the Iluilui Harbor cut, turning the water white. Mo was snugged up behind a big crab boat and almost entirely out of the wind. Thus, my two bow lines, two stern lines and four springs were overkill; I spent the day watching the gale from the equivalent of a hotel window. Spume flew two boat lengths out, but Mo never moved.
And one day to get ready. Refresh Monte’s tiller lines; refresh worn sheets, check running and standing rigging, repack the drogue (just in case); top off fluids; transfer last fuel from jerries to tanks. Shower. Top off the beer supply with some Alaskan nectar.
Truth is I missed my tide. I had wanted to be underway early today, but I’d misjudged the distance to Unalga Pass. So departure is now midnight. We’ll shoot the rapids in the dark. Never a dull moment.
In my brief wanders, the factory town known as Dutch Harbor presented here…
The 110ft dark blue boat Royal…. ?
Is the boat i worked on for 2 yrs in the 80s.
Cool to see it again. Carry on Randall were awaiting your arrival..
Doug, was that with Elder Lee? I recall he used to go to Alaska and work on a fishing boat every summer. Shana (Ocheltree)
Looking at those dented in bow plates, yikes !
I was thinking the same thing!
The Northwestern is one of The Deadliest Catch boats! I think you need to stop over and meet the crew 🙂
Ha ha I love the otter and the magazine collection.
Quaint little fishing village… haha
Great pics… my grandfather was a Army Surgeon for about a year in Dutch Harbor during WWII when the Japanese held Kiska island which is tip of the Juneau chain. It took about a year of bombing to get them out of there. Dutch was bombed by the Japanese (aircraft carriers) during that time.