August 2, 2017
We weren’t in a big hurry to get going so I rode back into town, got
lost and climbed some ugly hills but found a latte, smoothie and pastries for
breakfast. John is riding his bicycle a lot and getting pretty good at hills,
but as we have come farther north, the flat trails along the water have given
way to hills up out of the valleys and aren’t as much fun. We got to Henry’s, a famous restaurant along
Georgian Bay, on Frying Pan Island, that had closed the week before but had a
very small but good dock for the night.
I got to go for a kayak ride and a guy that we had passed in Delaware
Bay 6 weeks back stopped by to talk to John.
Our boat and its name are not easily forgotten once someone has seen
them.
August 3, 2017
Georgian Bay is famous for beautiful secluded anchorages, but I am
beginning to realize that I like marinas where I can get up and walk to a latte
better, and these are few and far between.
Lots of people out for weekends on their day cruisers and one we met in
Midland had recommended Gilly’s in Snug Harbor.
When we called they said no problem to our docking but when we got there
we figured we could get in but probably not get out again. So we went out in the bay a little, dropped
the anchor for the first time since the ICW and launched our dinghy to go in
for lunch. It worked well and lunch was
great. Pan fried Pickerel (Walleye) and
Whitefish.
August 4, 2017
We headed west, not sure how far we would go since the wind was picking
up. After navigating a well-marked but
tight and winding channel in the open water we headed for Bayfield Inlet for
the night. We went by Pointe Au Baril light house and a replica of the barrel that they used to place a lantern on to guide boats up the channel. I'm really glad we have GPS and digital charts!!
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| Just out of the picture to the left is the barrel. |
Tight channels between rocks
with trees are one thing, but a tight channel in the open water, marking the
rocks you can’t see is something else, especially when the wind is blowing and
the boat harder to control. We got a
little out of the channel at one point but a boat going the other way warned us
to get back to the markers and kept on us till we were back in the channel.
Bayfield had a dock big enough for us
but not much else. I got out the kayak and toured the harbor. Wandered through some beautiful lily pads
still in bloom with standard white lilies and a different kind of yellow
ones.
As the wind continued to blow and
the rain started we decided to stay at the dock for the next day.
August 5, 2017
John had come down with a cold and it continued to blow and rain all day
so we stayed in our sweats and watch the Women’s British Open and the Bridgestone
all day. I got out for a walk later in
the day as the storm moved out but in trying to get my kayak back on the boat I
dropped my glasses into the water. John
had done that in Herrington Harbor in Maryland, and one swipe with the fishing
net and picked them up. Unfortunately
this water was a little deeper, and even getting in with my swim mask I couldn’t
find them in the grass and mud on the bottom.
August 6,7, 2017
The wind was down but we were tired of Georgian Bay and there really weren’t
any marinas left so headed out across the water 50 miles to Killarney at the
start of the North Channel. A little bit
of rocking and rolling kept me up on the bridge the first few hours, but it
calmed down and we pretty smooth for most of the 6 hours. There isn’t a lot here in Killarney, but
there’s lots of room for big boats, a couple of restaurants, a coffee shop for
lattes in the morning and a big enough town to get a pretty good bike ride
in. I went to mail Laila’s birthday
card, but since August 6 is Canada Day, the post office wasn’t open. John’s still not feeling too good so we’re
staying here for tonight and we’ll head out tomorrow. We’re actually not very far from Detroit and
I thinks a lot of the boaters are from that area. I stopped at the little Catholic church and
there was a dedication plaque in gratitude for help building the church to the
Detroit Yacht Club.
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| Even the smallest Canadian towns have curling rinks, right next door to the hockey rink. No ice this time of year, but soon. |
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