Tuesday August 28

Up North the mosquitoes come out at dusk. Last night the water was calm and we could see hundreds of fish coming to the top to snack on the bugs. Must be good fishing up here.

We a woke this morning to the sound of loons. It is so colorful in the morning. Green Pine Trees, various colors of orange reflections on the water from sunrise, deep blue sky, iron ore rocks, and white puffy clouds. And think of it, there is no admission charge to get into Beaver Stone Bay.

A three layer stocking cap morning. We departed at 8AM with total calm and made our way through the various passage ways towards Britt (42NM). We entered Georgian Bay and were immediately faced with a strong south east blow. We sailed with the main and genoa reefed. The weather intensified as we continued to beat as close hauled as possible attempting to stay on course. We were soaked from the waves, discovered two new boat leaks (below the shrouds), and continued to be swept off course a few miles. Britt would have required multiple tacks and a long long wet day. So, oh well, not going to Britt today. We altered course and are now tucked in a little Picturesque Cove surrounded by small quant vacation cabins build on top of rock. In view out the hatch is an old light house. No road access here, everyone comes by boat. We strung the radio antenna up the shroud and we have a Radio station. Life is Good.