Memorial Day weekend we flew up to Seattle and rented a car. For the weekend we were officially on vacation, so we stopped right outside of Seattle to get our customary road trip rations: a baguette, a few cheeses, and a Dr Pepper.
We drove up to Anacortes, Washington, ditched the car and took a ferry to Decatur Island where we met Caroline, Josh, and her parents.
Decatur Island is in the channel between Vancouver and the US, and it was perfectly Pacific Northwest beautiful. We sat around the fire, took naps, played Scrabble, watched the island's wild sheep (yes, sheep), took walks, and ate incredibly well.
Saturday afternoon we all walked down to the beach with the dogs and C's parents harvested their 3-year-old oysters. That night we sat around the outdoor fire and feasted on perfectly fresh oysters--first raw, then roasted. Amazing.
There was also quite a bit of corn hole. I realized a bit after the fact that this was Kyle and Josh's first chance to spend any time together. They were at each other's weddings, but that's not a good time to get to know someone. The corn hole got heated, but I think it went well overall. We can all still be friends.
When we left Decatur on Monday, it was very reluctantly. Thankfully our next stop was almost as luxurious. Willows Lodge in Woodinville was beautiful. Kyle and Hamish certainly enjoyed themselves while I worked.
We also got a few more chances to see C and her family during the week. We took a tour of C's in-progress house and Kyle went to the holy grail of beer stores (apparently).
Meanwhile, Hamish and I had a [play] date with C's exceedingly handsome and strapping young nephew.
I'm not making predictions or anything, but they are both Gamecock fans. So much in common already!
