NEAH BAY

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... Continue Reading →

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