Eagles everywhere; setting the gulls into a panic over the Safeway parking lot, sitting on a pole by the Coast Guard Station on Ediz Hook, cruising over the neighborhood, the lake, the beach, the school at La Push.
Sunday, the mystery of the timber barges advanced a step. There was a loaded barge anchored near the terminal in the harbor. The delightful name of this mound of timber was Paul Bunyan.
Later when I was out on the Hook, a tug (the Edward Brasco) came toodling by pulling Paul Bunyan at the the end of a long long cable; much entertaining several parties of shipwatchers. The guys talking to each other were energetically making up how much that load of logs must be worth. A million dollars, two to three million, five million. We all agreed we couldn't imagine how something so flat and piled so high could venture out into the ocean. But it does. Later I hunted though shiptracker sites (1)(2)(3) and learned that the whole assembly belongs to Brusco Tug & Barge, headquartered in Cathlamet, WA, and was on its way to Coos Bay, Oregon. Scheduled to arrive on the afternoon of the 25th, Wednesday, three long days on the stormy ocean later.
But that just moves the puzzle of the travelling logs a step further along. Then what happens to them?
Do you realize that for the next six months the days will be at least as long as they are already?
1 comment:
Do you realize that for the next six months the days will be at least as long as they are already?
Yay! That is great. I can actually enjoy the outdoors after 5pm for six whole months. This is my favorite time of year here. All living things are so active.
Post a Comment