Photos Update

At the dock in Ballard, this is where we spent a week working on the boat preparing her for the trip.
One of my many projects was the gimbaled stove. The frame is made from aluminum strips held together by small bolts, and the stove is an old Iwatani butane camp stove that was given to us by another sailor at the dock.
Locking through into the sound Friday morning
Finally underway



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