A few weeks before we left Seattle I got a phone call from my friend Bob, who lives in Sitka. He was coming south on the ferry and wanted to get together for lunch before he headed back to Alaska. I quickly agreed, as this would turn out to be the perfect solution to a provisioning problem we were having for our upcoming trip. When Bob and I met for lunch, I asked if he might be willing to take a few boxes back with him on the ferry and hold them in Sitka until we got there to retrieve them. This was no problem for him, so I transferred three boxes into the back of his truck with an almost overwhelming sense of relief. Our problem was that each year over Valentines Day weekend Nicole and I attend a three day wine and chocolate event in central Washington, and each year we tend to buy a ridiculous amount of wine. With very strict limits on how much booze we can have on the boat when we transit through Canadian waters, we were not sure what we were going to do with the four cases of wine we still had on the boat, and Bob handed us the perfect solution. Now that we are in Sitka, we made a stop by Bob's boat and retrieved our three boxes, and are thankfully no longer forced to drink Franzia from a box.