Calm seas, blue skies, sunshine, loons, and the green Porcupine Mountains off the port side as we cruised west along the Southern Shore. We were lone travelers except for an Indian Fishing boat out netting some fish. The local fishermen do not look too kindly at these Indians that are permitted to drag nets the size of football fields. We know to stay away from the nets and away from the fishing discussion.
We made our way a short distance up the Black River and tied up for the night. Tom says this place gives him the goose bumps. We have water falls, Bald Eagles, a Merganser with her 11 babies swam by. The little ones are quite playful and scamper up their moms back for a safety and a free ride. River otters swam by while we were grilling dinner.
A good night from our own little Paradise…Paul..
