Last night Roger was taking me back to my boat, and as is his want, he went one way while my boat was the exact opposite way. The first time he did this, it was all I could do to keep quiet and not point out the obvious, "Roger, my boat is over there." So last night we went to a unique 1950's boat that said the port was St Louis. The gentleman spent four years refitting her and had been through the Erie Canal several times. At this point my data sample with Roger showed that either everybody on the Great Lakes had been through the canal, or else Roger had found and talked to everybody on the Great Lakes that had been through the canal.

Waukegan Harbor is full of spiders and it is a never ending battle. I thought I was winning on this journey until one quiet day full of gnats I found the boat covered with gnat laden webs. So I rejoined the war. The dodger area has been reclaimed. Most of the boat has been declared spider free. Just a few pockets of resistance left. Folks from Waukegan know what I am talking about.

Today was another motor day with light head winds and calm lake. We rolled out the genoa for a few hours. I defrosted the fridge. Still to do is change the fuel filter.