No King!!!

June 14, 2025

Rest Day in Anacortes; protest, balsamic, boats and fritters

Rich is still feeling pretty ill so he stayed at our motel resting while the rest of us began the day’s errands. Once we finished doing laundry, we drove downtown to walk around. It was about 12:15 and we wondered if there would be a “No King” protest and what sort of turnout there would be. OMG! We could see the crowds several blocks away. Traffic slowed to a crawl and we drove through honking and waving to show solidarity, as did all the cars around us. The crowds filled several blocks; a very robust turnout for this small town.

We parked further down the street and started to walk back. But we first got distracted by Pelicans Books, where, according to my SIL Ann, they have scrumptious rosemary sea salt scones. Amber and I split one and it lived up to its reputation.

Almost next door was a balsamic and olive oil vendor offering tastings. Jim and I have never done that so, at Amber’s insistence, we went in and spent an enjoyable 20 minutes trying all kinds of herb and fruit infused vinegars and oils. Amber and I both ended up buying some for salads and marinades.

Amber headed into a yarn store (she is a master knitter) while Jim and I walked up and joined the last few minutes of the protest. There was still lots of action; cars honking, folks yelling and waving signs. It was all very peaceful and everyone was having fun, despite the serious issues at stake.

Once the protest was essentially done, we found a cafe for a nice lunch. We made a quick stop a a pharmacy to pick up a few things, then headed back to the motel.

I wasn’t ready to “rest” yet, so Jim and I went for another walk, this time to the Donut House to get a couple of fritters to take with us when we leave town tomorrow. Then we walked down toward the water and onto the Tommy Thompson trail and viewed boats being stored out of the water or “on the hard,” as the yachting community says.

We thought was a particularly odd looking boat.

A boat travel lift, for getting them out or into the water. Sorry about the chain link.

Thousands of large, high-dollar boats such as these, being stored. What a waste.

It has been such a lovely day and we enjoyed a nice long walk. Finally I am ready to put my feet up and rest a bit while I do this journal. Tomorrow we will ride to Port Townsend and will take our last ferry ride of this trip.

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