Cheryl's Notes:

We had a wonderful night in Murray Bay. We pulled anchor and set out for Marquette. The wind had switched overnight from NW to SW. The weather had predicted this, but at only 5 to 10 knots. We rounded the end of Grand Island and it was blowing 15 knots. Great, we finally get wind and it is right on the nose again. The angle was wrong for sailing, so we plowed ahead. About ten miles into the day, the wind and waves settled down a little.

We have now admitted defeat on our quest to find this little diner that we ate at on the way down. We were only missing a few blog entries, and Marquette was one of them. We were convinced that it was here, but we were wrong. I remember the place, but not the name or city. We traveled to so many. I remember that the food was so good and cheap that we ate dinner there and then breakfast again the next morning. We finally settled for a bar named Portside Inn and had a burger. Tomorrow we move on to the Keweenaw. I can smell home from here.

John's Notes:

It's always a good sign when you walk into a place in mid afternoon on a Wednesday and the place is full of people. Must be a good place to eat and drink. With a name like Portside, how can you go wrong?