Seemed like the first day of Spring and we sailed downwind wing on wing to Flattop Island only to hear J pod showed up out of the blue into Friday Harbor. We doubled back pronto and spent a glorious afternoon drifting back to Flattop with lazy cavorting whales. Vocalizations and echolocations on our hydrophone drew a picture of their world that we fell into. J38 Cookie was energetically chasing fish. L87 Onyx is still a part of the J pod family. Spread wide across the San Juan Channel – who would choose Presidents, Spieden, or North? Who is making the decisions without J2 Granny? We left them at Flattop headed towards Waldron Island at sunset.
- Eagle City, Long Island
- Sailing with a new roller furled Genoa