June 3rd

Yesterday's trip from Florence to Port Angeles went well. Our plan to strap 2x2s to the roof rails of the rental car went fine. Boats were soild when we arrived at Port Angeles. 

We used large zip ties through holes drilled into the cross members that we had brought with us to attach them to the car rails. Then we used paracord to lash each end to the rails to keep the boards from sliding fore and aft. The boats were attached with cam straps after we put some foam pool noodles onto the boards attached with zip ties. It worked well enough that we stashed the boards behind some outdoor benches at the ferry terminal in Port Angeles with the hopes that they'll still be there in a month.

Just like Pam and my past van life, Peter and I searched and searched for an acceptable spot to bed down for the night. We ended up with a spot at the marina, but was kindly woken up at 1:45am with the news that we were on private property and could not stay there. Marine Drive is the place for vagrants like us, and we didn't want to hang out with vagrants like us. We settled for the parking spot in front of the ferry office, only to be woken up again at around 2:30 by the local yuts on their skateboards. 

Figuring that no one would question our being ignorant of the rules (or anything else for that matter), we drove the SUV over to near the loading area to unload the equipment and boats. What a great idea! I won't say who had it, so as not to get Peter in any trouble.