We're Home

At 10:30 this morning, after our goodbyes to Greg and Terry, the water taxi picked us up at the end of the float where Gold Rush was tied up and took us across the channel to the Ketchikan Airport. We checked into our flight, then went through security where we learned how far we had slipped away from civilization on our ten-day journey. You’d have thought we had never seen an airport security check point before. Bob forgot to take his laptop out of his carry-on bag and had to be reminded to take off his shoes; Cathryn forgot to take out the zip-loc packaged liquids for inspection. I think we just discovered what Greg and Terry meant by becoming “boat dumb” after being away from it all for a while. Luckily the TSA folk at Ketchikan were friendly and relaxed about it all – much different than the airports we normally pass through. When our plane arrived at the gate it contained Jim and Phebe who are going to make the trip south to Port Angeles with Gold Rush. We quickly exchanged hugs and greetings, and they were on their way. Bob and Cathryn were jealous of the fun we know they’re going to have, but also happy to be on our way home to our own bed, showers with limitless water and our spacious home. A footnote: we got a cell phone call from Jim and Phebe this morning (Friday) reporting that Greg took Jim fishing outside the Ketchikan harbor yesterday afternoon while the 3 women went shopping to stock the kitchen for the journey home. In two hours, they caught 6 pinks and 2 silver salmon, one of them about 28” in length. Jim sounded ecstatic about the fishing, and like us, they were finding Greg, Terry, and the other guest, Carol, to be amiable, easy people and enjoying their company. They left Ketchikan this morning with plans to motor to Prince Rupert where they would go through Canadian Customs and obtain a Canadian fishing license. On to more adventures!