We bought a sailboat; half a sailboat!  I am still shaking my head over this.  It wasn't on my radar at all.  So in an effort to understand how this came to be I am revisiting the past, the far past.  Tracing the line that lead us to this moment.  While John was single but dating me, he spent a week aboard a sailboat cruising the San Juan Islands with some friends.  They had their skipper license and would charter a boat every summer and they still do but to more far off places than are local archipelago.  He loved it but there was much wind and they ended up motoring more than sailing.  He also tried windsurfing along the Columbia River.  When the kids were young we sailed with another family to Sucia Island for the day.  I was a bit nauseous and so stayed on deck even though it was cold. John also grew up with motorboats and we had two while the kids were growing up.  Both were pieces of junk but they got the kids onto tubes, skis, and wakeboards so that was perfect. By being a bit of junkers we weren't worried about rips or tears in the vinyl, we could just concentrate on fun until the boat didn't run, which actually did happen with each boat.  That's why we had cell phones and paddles.  Anyhow, we have been boatless for a few years now.  John bought a motorcycle and we often ride that in the evenings exploring our county roads and getting lost.  He started looking for another motorcycle and each time I thought this one was it, but he needed to think on it and time would pass, the motorcycle would be sold.  I thought we'd try van camping.  We love to hike and camp, but the idea of driving up to a spot, and camping in a dedicated camper van was appealing.  I envisioned crossing the country and seeing all the national parks this way.  It may still happen, it just isn't on the immediate horizon.  During the summer we would put our kayaks in the water at Drayton Harbor or at Marine Park, paddling near shore enjoying the view and wildlife.  Then this summer we took a sunset cruise on the Schooner Zodiac out on Bellingham Bay with friends and it was beautiful.  We started talking and these friends have a sailboat.  Very much smaller than the Schooner Zodiac but a cruising boat none the less.  They were talking about selling it.  I looked at John and told him we should buy it.  Many of the things I say are more fantasy than reality.  The idea of a sailboat is appealing but really, we were on another path.  We met for drinks enjoying a sunny afternoon at a brewery and it came up again.  Laughingly I said we were all in.  Another dinner with them and an offer of a sail.  A beautiful day, lunch on the boat, a light breeze and were out of the marina cruising the waters on the bay.  A few porpoises leaped, a seal popped it's head up, the wind in my face and the quiet.  I closed my eyes and soaked in the sun.  My scopolamine patch firmly fixed to my head just behind my ear.  I looked over at John and we were hooked.  So instead of buying the boat outright, we asked if they wanted to co-own with us for the following reasons.

1) Splitting the costs such as repair, maintenance, insurance, registration, slip fees and such.

2) We could continue to keep in this marina.  There is an 8 year waiting list.  

3) We would learn from and alongside another couple.

4) Also a boat should be used and there are plenty of days in a year for four people to be able to use and share a boat.  How many days would overlap?  That is a question that will be answered in this coming year.

The check was written and we have begun to climb all over the boat.  Learning about propane tanks for a heater and stove (which does not yet exist aboard the boat).  How do you put gas in the tank? Where do you fill and drank the water?  How does a composting toilet work? What are the parts of a sail? How do you take a dog when sailing? These and many more questions are going to be answered.  The first part is with a few books.  I've signed up for an all women's one week sailing course in the summer.  Hopefully preceded by a sailing course in the Sea of Cortez.  I'm listening to podcasts, pinning articles on Pinterest, reading sailing guidebooks and stories, watching YouTube videos.  I am determined to love this adventure and so dream building has ensued.

For almost 22 years, I have driven past this bridge.  I glance at it, not really thinking about it.  Generally I gauge the water level by the sandbar and log jam around the piling of the bridge.  However, lately our small town has embraced this bridge as a sort of icon of the town.  They created a new park with playground equipment for kids and one of the items is a bridge with the name Metallica Bridge on it.  A new brewery opened up and they had large wooden bridge wall art designed after this bridge. Kids have long painted graffiti on the metal part above the pilon but within a week or so someone comes along to cover it up and repaint Metallica on it.  Doing a little research I have learned that the railroad came through in 1893 and soon after a bridge for vehicle traffic replaced the ferry system.  Sometime later this bridge was built as a pass through bridge, meaning that it can turn on gears to allow boat traffic to move  up river.  It hasn't turned since the 1980s when work was done on it.  In the late 80's around 1986 or 1987 the Metallica graffiti first appeared on the bridge after some local youth attended a concert.  Since then the graffiti has been painted over with other messages but always returns and has become a symbol of our town.