
But on a sunny Friday in August of 2018, as we crossed from Blaine Harbor to President Channel on our first family cruise aboard, no one was thinking about the wilder nature of the sea. The wind was light, the water flat calm, the sky was clear and the Strait of Georgia stretched out north behind Vancouver Island - a smooth highway all the way to Desolation Sound if we only had time to take it. But not that day. We were on a deadline to make it to Seattle in time for a haulout on Monday, and our course lay south for Friday Harbor.

Our journey with Skookum Maru had started almost a year before that August day, during a far less comfortable voyage aboard Petrel, our converted gillnetter, in the fall of 2017. But Skookum Maru’s own journey started much earlier than that, and very much farther away.
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