I Got Crabs!

   I don't even know how to begin this story, creatures died, that is for sure, and I saw hundreds of islands carved out so effortlessly during the glacier age eons ago.

   Puget Sound is not the Ocean but a vast fingering of the Pacific Ocean carved and gouged, created from the ice a millenia ago as the sea engulfed icebergs miles deep.  It must have been quite some battle.  A battle of giants leaving behind only the scars, the hundreds of islands and deep channels that is now Puget Sound.

 The table where I had my morning coffee.

   The is Indian Territory, every island named for Indian Tribes, Indian words for each small town clustered on the banks of these forested islands.  It is a place of abundance thick with berries and oysters along the shoreline.  Deer are everywhere.

   It is difficult to feel this place without thinking of Mitchner's book, "Chesapeake Bay".  There is a long History here and Centuries would only be chapters.

  Yes, I had a great time, lots of stories to tell.  It will be the beginning that will be the difficult part and I understand how a story can weave.  Back and forth stitching to make a whole cloth.

   TomTom was amazing.  Tells me where I am going, how to get there, the time of arrival and flashes red when I go over the speed limit.  I never got lost!

 Chinook Salmon on the bar-b-que

   The fishing, it was great!  I won a bottle of wine for the first fish caught!  I also caught a huge sea aneminme, bright orange and thick but there was a discussion about its being a vegetable, maybe, and it didn't count as the "biggest fish caught".

   I'll save the fishing stories for another post, suffice it to say we were not issued shotguns like Hemmingway did for his friends while shark hunting off the Florida Coast.

   Indian Casinoes are everywhere and I both won and lost and that should be a post unto itself also.

   I am back now, safe and sound, bigger and with more visions.  Like any good travelling adventure, I will never remain the same.