Tuesday morning of course started earlier than usual, but all was well. Having abstained from using a white gas stove for almost 40 years (because of a bad first experience) I was a little dubious about Wayne's choice to bring one on this trip. But as a machinery repairman, he prides himself on things working well, and my experience with his stove was good enough to make me reconsider this as an option.
After breakfast I was packed in 40 minutes. It took Wayne almost two hours. This was the first time in the. 5 years. I've known him that I finally realized he has ADD. And lack of sleep. Doesn't help.
Back to the US customs. Wayne knew enough to know we had to, pre reentry, file a manifest with customs. I had helped him set up a new account on his home computer before we left Oakland. Nonetheless, when we tried to create a manifest in OR, some of the prompts would not take any input. Frozen. So Wayne made an executive decision to leave the US without one. We called Customs in Ketchikan to try and sort the problem out.
At first the guy on the phone didn't believe Wayne that he'd even tried. But then he logged in, found the 90 percent completed manifest, AND HAD THE PROMPTS LOCK UP ON HIM! Vindication. So he filled it in for us. His cryptic parting words: DO NOT LEAVE THE AIRPLANE WHEN YOU LAND!
And if that wasn't enough to make me wonder how much advanced planning Wayne, a pilot with 40 years of flight time, had made, ATC in Campbell River came on the radio as we were taxing to the runway asking where Wayne's flight plan was! Whether he knew he needed to file one I may never really know, but Wayne just kept talking to them as we approached the runway, and convinced them to let us file one VERBALLY as we were leaving!!!
They asked about personal flotation devices (which we had none). This underscored the effort Wayne had made to make sure he could remove his door from INSIDE the plane in case of a water landing. Oh boy!