The weather cleared and we motor/sailed (just the jib) to Cypress Island, a real gem
     that's mostly public land. We anchored (after three failed attempts) in the cove just
     north of Eagle Harbor. The Salish Sea is never warm but this was the coldest water
     I've swum here. I rowed Thomas ashore to scout deer trails for a future hunting      
        trip then went back aboard and soaked up the vibes. Sometimes you
        have to travel far to appreciate the power of staying in place.