We headed to Sidney Spit, which is another huge park in a
very interesting area. The sand spit
itself extends about a mile from the rest of the island appears and disappears
as the tide falls and rises. There's a 10 foot monument at the end that you can't really see from here, it's so far away.
Low tide |
High tide |
We like it here
because it’s a beautiful place and because it’s close to our re-entry
point: the customs dock at Roche Harbor.
We took a couple of long walks ashore, past a big grassy meadow and the remnants of an old brick manufacturing plant:
In the evening, we came across some people who busily doing
something on the dock and we stopped to take a look. It turned out they have built several nests
for birds called Purple Martins (new to me) that are native to the area, and
they are conducting a long-term study of them.
At the moment, they were putting ID bracelets on the legs of the babies,
which they estimated at 12 days old.
Interesting people to talk with.
Apparently the birds can’t fly until they are 25 days old, so the
researchers can just climb a ladder to the nest, reach in, put all the babies
in a sack, bring them down, tag them, and put them back. The parents are flying around squawking like
crazy, obviously not pleased. But as
soon as the babies are back in the nest everyone is happy. I asked if the human scent bothers them, and
was told that they can’t smell, so no.
The evening was super calm in tonight’s anchorage, and we
were looking forward to a good night’s sleep.
Tomorrow we re-enter the US and start working our way back to Seattle.
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