Copper Harbor, MI
12 July 2012
July 10, 2012 Copper Harbor
Interesting, to us at least, how this trip is shaping up. We had anticipated spending several weeks on Lake Superior’s north shore before heading for the Soo. But having gotten to Isle Royal, we decided to go to the south side (Malone Bay) and take the first wind across to Copper Harbor. It seems we are choosing to enjoy all the memories of our experiences here when we were still working—all exciting, new learning, the tensions of schedules to keep included. But now we seem to be focused on our intention to return to far Atlantic Canada. Wilderness sailing on Lake Superior gave us the experience we needed to make our Newfoundland adventure so successful. So we leave Isle Royale grateful for the experience here and with the grief that we would likely never return, certainly not by boat.
The sail yesterday was one for the books: 15-20 knots just forward of the beam. The wind puffed up and dropped back so, until the last couple of hours, the waves behaved themselves. Our boat has a theoretical speed of about 6 knots, but we spent a lot of time well above that! We took nearly all canvas off the boat and still could not slow her down. In this case that was no problem. The main issue was the motion of the boat which in and of itself found new muscles to strain. We dropped anchor and hit the sack early.
This is the biggest new learning: a sail like this one which in an earlier time would have left us tired, now leaves us both tired and in possession of bodies that need time to recover. So today, when we should be taking advantage of a perfect wind to sail (more slowly today) onward, we take a dock and rest. The next winds are light and from the wrong direction so we may be here for a few days “waiting for weather”.
Of course, we are still totally nuts. For example, on Isle Royal, we took a hike, a lovely 9 mile walk to a cove (Hugginin) on the north shore. Great hike, but possibly a little too long, Ya think?
Ellie’s comment: Our last night on Isle Royale, I got up and went out on deck at midnite to experience a totally starry sky with each star reflected in the glassy small harbor. To the far left, a wolf howled, to the close right, there were lots of loons communicating vigorously and in front of me a very red moon just cresting the surface. I was just a speck in the universe. The area belongs to the loons.