Oh , Ran - and Aegir - Goddess and God of the sea respectively (we know who really runs the show), we are requesting safe passage for our humble craft with leaky holding tank and non-functional oven, and a couple of bikes strapped on the deck, containing two souls, Monique and Blain, and one unsuspecting dog Chance, who might have a soul, but we'll leave that up to you two.
Northward we seek, to plunder dockside coffee shops for free WiFi, and into the land of the ice and snow where the blah blah go and the north wind - blow. Admittedly, what we know of Norse mythology is from that Led Zepplin song, and a childhood book on Gnomes, but still, it seems like a good idea to splash a bit of rum your way (even though it's from the Carribean, and probably out of your jurisdiction).
Please enjoy the rum. It's not the best, but had a nice lable and was reasonably priced. If we run into you up there in a pub, you can owe us one.
First big stop is Bellingham to see Blain's cousin Krista and family.