Waldo calls in
16 July 2014 | Whitney Bay, Drumond Is. Mi.
July 15, 2014
Where’s Waldo now? You ask? Not very far. We spent 4 days being sure the boat would float, all systems would work and that we had some semblance of order and cleanliness meaning no dead tree branches in the cockpit. This included some great time with my dear friend of long ago, Judy who came from Charlevoix to visit. We hadn’t been together for 40 years, her memory, and she is just the same. She talks fast and laughs heartily.
Monday morning we sailed away but not too far as we have to return to meet the UPS truck on Wednesday. The wind was light and the course required a lot of tacking so we got a much needed review on how to sail this thing. Our anchorage in Whitney Bay is quiet, amongst small islands within a large island. Last night we sat in the cockpit, in the cool sun but sun nonetheless, and watched a family of loons very close to our boat. The parents took turns diving, one always on the surface with the two babies, one of which tried to dive, the other not at all. This process is late this year as the loons were driven off their first nests by a wicked crop of black flies and had to start all over again.
Today this same setting is a scene of constant rain, some of it torrential at times. So we are sitting tight. We plan to cruise amongst the islands and anchorages of the North Channel for a week or so or until we decide where we are going next. We are older this year than last and are discovering that one important criterion for our choice of destination is comfort. We are finding that folks on the dock in our age group are talking about this issue. What decisions do we make based on our limited resources time, money, energy, etc.? And so we will sail slowly, making itinerary decisions as we go. Stay tuned and keep in touch.