LAURA BAY TO LAGOON COVE

Monday, July 28, 2025

It’s a kingfisher convention in our cove! Those birds are incredibly busy and their staccato chatter was incessant this morning! Better than waking up to freeway noise or a leaf blower so no complaints here. Checked the pots this morning for our last pull. One just had two rock crab in it but we think the occupants must have gotten out because we caught dungies in the same spot yesterday. But the second pot paid off with three huge males once again! I think we are done crabbing for awhile. I have created more work for myself because now I need to make a batch of crabcakes! A long process. As I cooked the crab my knight in shining armor did all the dirty work of cleaning up the tender which had bait slime, seaweed, dirt from the bottom, and all sorts of yuk everywhere. He also washed down my pots and lines and cleaned up everything outside. We are quite a team! Our shore tie got hung up on the rocks when we tried to release it, so J had to go to shore and physically remove it, but soon we were underway headed to our next destination, Lagoon Cove. Time to fire up all the equipment – watermaker, washer, dishwasher – and then I made the most indulgent brunch – Crabs Egg Benedict. Such a treat and it should carry us the rest of the day until dinner. It was already 70 degrees by 9AM so I think we are in for a scorcher today! We slow cruised to Lagoon Cove where we got the last spot on the linear dock in front of the office. A little tight of a fit but my master captain made it look so easy. Even the sailboaters behind us only 6’ exclaimed “great parking job!” I set about cleaning up the boat from our morning processing, then dove into making our appetizer donation for the evening, sweet and sour meatballs. Lagoon Cove has a boater happy hour every evening where the owners provide a bucket load of fresh spot prawns and cocktail sauce, and the rest of the boaters are supposed to bring an appetizer to share. It is always a fun and festive gathering on the deck of the old boathouse, with the evening sun keeping us warm. Everyone at this marina is either on their way north or south, and everyone has lots of tales to tell about their travels, so it is always lively. The appys are so plentiful and filling that dinner isn’t necessary. We played some cards topside until the setting sun was just too hot to be up there – great problem to have! We retired downstairs and felt somewhat guilty closing our shades and watching the rest of the Ballard series – good cop procedural (related to Bosch series) if you haven’t seen it.