Paint and boards were packed along and I took the opportunity to paint. The view, as I looked across the bay towards Spencers Island even included Isle Haute on the far left horizon. People are tiny dots far out in the middle ground and the old pier piles poke their heads above the beach bottom are a note to the massive scale of fishing and shipbuilding in the area that are long past. Totally Amazing.
Using the paint remaining on the pallet a new residual is created.
