Fortunately, Mike was with us and he had a better plan. We are going to walk down the coast to see if Don and Jenny are home (his closest neighbors). Amy gets to put down her stick and we are off. Mike says it is only 20 minutes to their house. 35 aching minutes later, we stumble upon their cabin. It is wonderful. Don and Jenny built it themselves. We can't even build a log cabin with Lincoln Logs and they build one from scratch. We arrived wet, cold, hungry and with sore feet. Did I mention the coast is actually just rocks? Lots and lots of rocks. They quickly whisked us upstairs. Jenny fed us hot chocolate and homemade donuts. It is amazing how resourceful everyone in Alaska is. Amy and I would last a week, tops. After a lovely snack and recipe sharing, we head back to the boat. The tide is coming in and we should be able to embark. We arrive back at the cabin and the boat is actually further out of the water than when we left. Zoinks. Okay Amy, find your stick. No, it isn't time to panic just yet. The tide is coming in and we just need to be patient. We occupy ourselves by replacing Mike's haul out line. I would explain it to you but I have no idea what it actually does. Something about the boat and tides which is why we don't get it. It took 5 of us to replace the rope - believe it or not it was only after Amy joined us were we able to pull the rope through the underwater anchor thingy. I would use technical terms but you land lovers wouldn't understand. The rope is replaced and the tide is in. YIPPEEE! I don't have to share my M&Ms. We climb into the boat and head back to Petersburg. We are tired and cold and guess what? It starts to rain. Now we are tired, cold and wet. Well just our faces, we are covered in latex or gore-tex or something waterproof. We arrive back in the harbor safe and off to Aunt Alice's where a warm meal awaits. Adventure over. Note to self - get a tide book.
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