The Vikings Of Liberty Bay

<p>The name's <strong>Ole Stubb</strong> and if you've got a moment I've got a tale that might stretch your imagination. I left Norway in '74 a man obsessed chasing fragments of a belief others called madness. I had pieces of an old map-evidence I was <em>certain</em> that the Vikings had sailed not just to the east coast but right here to the <strong>Puget Sound</strong> a thousand years before any Columbus or white settler dared to dream it .</p><p>I crossed an ocean rode the iron horse west across a continent and ended up in Seattle with little more than a strong back and a stubborn conviction. From there? I bought a rowboat-yes a rowboat-and sailed out alone in the mist. I was headed for a secluded inlet they called <strong>Dog Fish Bay</strong>. I believed the answers the definitive proof lay there among the ancient shores.</p><p>Well I did reach Dog Fish Bay and I did find stones carved with mysterious markings. I even brought back artifacts that suggested ancient contact. But the truth the real truth turned out to be far more complicated than any runic inscription. I may not have found the undeniable Viking relics I crossed the world for.</p><p>No I found something better. I found <strong>Kaaxkwei</strong>. A woman whose own life bridged worlds. I found children who carry the blood of Norway and the memory of this continent's first peoples. I ended up using a lie-a theatrical 'Viking ghost' deception to protect my new home. And in doing so I accidentally started the very 'Viking tradition' that put this little town Poulsbo on the map!</p><p>I came seeking a forgotten history but I found a future. The true Vikings of Liberty Bay it turns out weren't ancient explorers; they were just <strong>ordinary people willing to navigate between worlds</strong>. Come find out how one scholar's obsession became a whole town's surprising story.</p>