When we returned from Seattle, we headed over to Brownsville Marina, where Dad has his sailboat moored. I was pleased to watch Will step forward and confidently help his Grandpa get the boat ready to set sail. I know he is anxious to have more lessons with Grandpa. Unfortunately, there was next to no wind that afternoon and after only sailing about a 1/2 mile from the marina, Dad ended up furling the sails and motoring back to dock.
It was a great way to spend a beautiful, sunny Pacific Northwest afternoon, though!
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