HEY...HEeyyy....heeyyy....hey...... Yep, we're still at Echo Bay. Rain squalls and the appeal of mid afternoon naps had us content to remain tethered to the sturdy docks. Echo Bay is now run by Pierre (of Pierre's Marina just two bays north ). Pierre and Jerome (Seattlite and 40 year veteran of this area) bought Echo two years ago. This is their third season and they have the operation well in hand from a few indications. First are the impressively beefy docks with massive timbers and tie-ins that would put a smile on Paul Bunyan's face. The friendly reception dockside and clear directions as to the layout of the facilities allows the conversation to transition quickly to the social level. By pure coincidence, we landed on the innaguaral day of Pig Roast Saturdays. Pierre had been cooking since early in the morning and already there was a bustle on the docks of salivating boaters. Now it is not without regret of considerable magnitude that I say we did not partake of this fine swine sup but instead opted to troll the nearby waters for the elusive salmon...and BBQ chicken off our own back deck. We brought the motor to near idle as we re-entered the bay and passed the pig roast in full swing. The smell of the slow roasted pig evoked stronger gastronomic growls as if our stomachs were voicing protest at our decision. Cold, wet and hungry we tied our dinghy behind Ohana and clamored into our cockpit, silently salmonless. We would try again the next day.