The Seattle Times - ONE OF MY favorite things is to wake up on a boat that's on anchor and make myself a cup of strong coffee. On the chilly, dew-covered stern, I drink in the warmth and embrace the still, salty morning surrounding me. On one such morning some time ago, my husband and I had just finished eating pancakes and bacon on the back of our SeaRay power boat. I sighed a satisfied sigh and gazed around the placid Liberty Bay. Suddenly I noticed that we were only a couple of feet from land. The day before when we had anchored near Poulsbo, it seemed we were in the middle of the large bay, surrounded by water.