Late last night the fog closed down at the entrance to Juan de Fuca Strait and the mournful sounds of ships foghorns could be heard from the anchorage. Neah Bay was clear. After the fog came the wind, it blew a gale all night with torrential rain in the morning. I was confined to the boat – filling in time with small jobs but getting bored with being confined.
Around five in the afternoon the wind eased and the rain stopped. I launched the rubber duck ‘piglet’, strapped on the outboard and went ashore. Piglet got a bit soft on the way into shore, it must have been the cold water.
I had a quick scout around on shore and was surprised to find the place overrun with fishermen and associated RV’s, wagons, campervans and boat trailers. What is going on? One of the guys told me this is the three day Halibut fishing season, hence the frenzy.
Up the main street I came across Mama Bucks food wagon, she was selling Halibut and chips for $10, seemed a good deal so I went for it. Mama Buck gave me two nice pieces of fresh Halibut – wonderful, worth braving the elements to get ashore. Two pieces of Halibut in a restaurant would cost a fortune.
I am hoping the weather will be good tomorrow so I can leave Truce at the anchorage and get ashore for some time. I would like to see more of Neah Bay before I depart – hopefully on Sunday.