THE REST OF THE STORY...

Part way up the coast of the United States, Douglas had a close encounter of the wicked kind, falling and cutting a pretty good gash on his nose.  His Aunt Dorothy was quick to the rescue and applied her nursing skills to fix him up.

Bill also took a bad fall and gored himself in the chest on a sharp corner of the helm.  As he lay writhing on the pilot house floor, Dorothy thought he was having a heart attack...  No, he just managed to pop a rib.  He is still holding his chest when he sneezes, but is mending nicely now that he is here and safe in Tacoma!

Between cooking, washing, cleaning,  nursing, and helping stand watch, Dorothy managed to keep a journal of the trip north.  Alice asked her for a copy of it and that is how she found out what REALLY happened on the wild ride north.

Even though she was assured that the seas were "not that bad" and "nothing we haven't already be through", she found out that it was way worse than anything she and Bill had experienced in Latin America...  Now she knows why her first reaction to traveling north was the right reaction:  "What a great idea:  I will meet you there!"  Regardless of the frightful times, both Douglas and Dorothy have volunteered to take the boat SOUTH if we ever do!