Life on the road is always an adventure.  And you can never be sure what you are going to get.  And as we headed for Bud, it was getting late.  Its way out on a point.  And it did not have a campsite listed.  Teri was nervous.  Its not the kind of place where you come around the corner and find a nice Motel8 or something.  But we got there, and there was not just a campsite, but one with this view.

The next morning, that little bay was too tempting.  We "put in" and Lyell and I just started reeling in the fish.  We kept these two, and released the rest.

A celebratory romp on the beach, two changes of clothes, and we packed up the car.

Bye, bye Bud.  Onto yet another ferry!