Plan B

The fuel dock at Sekiu has a depth at low tide of 1.6 feet. Time for plan B. Since Quijote's deck is stacked with empty fuel jugs, we walked a few of them to the pump from one of the outer docks, then transferred the 20 gallons to Quijote's tank.

While there we enjoyed a restaurant meal for the first time in a month. The halibut burger was awesome.

Now, with sun setting, we're gliding across glassy water (Bob: at 2400 rpm) listening to Santana and thinking about what a great trip it's been.