A couple of weekends ago we dashed out on a last-minute boat ride with my uncle John around Ebey Island outside of Everett, a city just north of Seattle. John is a maritime attorney and his love of waterways extends to boat ownership (a fishing boat, mind you, not a luxury cruiser). When my mum called me with an invitation to join John and two of his grand kids (Vireo's cousins), we said "yes!" immediately.
Ebey Slough is a waterway adjacent to industrial Everett which connects the confluence of the Skykomish and Snohomish rivers into a delta of narrow channels among farmland and, increasingly, development. It's a Shangri-la (one of my favorite expressions) of bird-life as is so often the case for river deltas. Seeing it from the water-side perspective was a special chance to view not only bird-life but industrial, maritime detritus, as well as feel the brackish air of fresh water meeting salt.
Typical view of the channel from the waterside.
Passing beneath the railroad bridge, which must be done at low tide so as not to scrape the top of your boat.
Working and retired vessels along the slough.
Abandoned vessel along the slough.
Hang on!
Uncle John's nameless boat at the Everett Marina.