I hear that people come from miles around for the fish at the restaurant above and for the icecream.

Sunday 8/12/07
Wow what a day - I'm exhausted. Got up early and watched a pretty sunrise, made coffee and sat up top reading the latest John Sanderson novel. Finished it and then we noticed that the Tartan and Spray were hauling up anchor. The clouds were rolling in pretty fast but we decided to follow the two boats out. Bad move. They headed into the narrows to the "Pool" so we proceeded on the same course to leave that we had come in on. Well the waves and wind started growing and getting stronger and we had white caps and could see lightning in the entrance of the fjord so Wayne decided we should skiddaddle back to our original anchorage. I must say I argued about it because threading through all the rocks to get to the channel was scary through the winds and whitecaps, but we turned around and headed back and anchored in strong winds 27 knots and whitecaps and road out the strong winds and rains. Scary for a bit, but Brie held on like a champ and the anchor held in the mud - good set. We finally were able to head back out around 11:15 and had a nice sail once we got out of the Baie Fine - until we came around Partridge island and it died. Must be an Aben thing because after we dropped sails, the winds began howling from Badgley Island until we pulled into Killarney.

We had an audience watching at the Red Rock lighthouse as we pulled into the channel. It made me really nervous because the crowd kept growing and I was wondering, "what am I about to crash into - some unseen rock below the water??? " I got a little paranoid with all the people pointing at us... But they must have been pointing at the pretty little boat with the great helmswoman navigating her boat through the rocks!!! The winds were still blowing 20 to 25 as we pulled into the dock. We had a port tie up which was good because it will keep us off the dock unlike Blind River which was starboard and kept smushing our fenders... The poor guys helping us in were really working to get us docked. I nosed in, but the wind kept pushing me back off. It was nerve wracking and I felt that I deserved a drink! Ahhh safe at last...

We pulled into the Killarney Mountain Lodge close to 6:00 pm. What an awesome place - log cabins, beautiful grounds, large trees and an otter racing up a granite boulder off our bow! The restaurant had wonderful food and the people were very helpful and friendly - the ice cream was to die for, best ice cream I've ever had... I've heard that in this area the ice cream is probably the best anywhere to be found - I'm not an ice cream lover but I gotta tell you it was the best I've ever had (didn't need ketchup at all!!!).

Met Rob and Anita from 2 boats down - they watched us come in and he's been wanting a Bayfield. He told the guys not to bruise his boat!!! Made me laugh... Wayne and I walked through town after talking with them, and then when we got back, asked them if they'd like to see the boat. Yes, they did. It was nice showing them the boat and chatting with them... ya gotta love a fellow Bayfield lover! I hope someday they get one... I think it's a great little boat!

Tomorrow we head for Baptist Harbor - an 8-hour day.

I like this place - would like to return. Built into pink quartzite and granite that shows grooves and striations from the glaciers. So, saw an otter dodge around the rock at the water when we anchored. Saw and heard a couple of loons this morning.