Point Roberts, the little tip of a peninsula of US hanging off of Canada.
I can see the Canadian islands (that's Saturna Island), so time to tack.
Life Is Good
Sailing
Mary Argent looking wistfully at Canada.
Ian felt his first jalapeño margarita wasn't spicy enough, so the bartender stepped up his game for the second one.
Welcome to Blaine! With margaritas.
Point Whitethorn. About 7 nautical miles left. Note the sun came out!
And back in the fog. Either that is the most anemic rainbow ever or we're in a horror movie.
We're on a boat!