We are loosing tough with what day it is. Were sailing again!.
We started our day by calling the lift bridge on channel 16. All small towns have their largest in the world. In this case it is Little Mac, the lift bridge, the biggest, heaviest, and mightiest lift bridge in the whole world the locals tell us. Their town is indeed a special place. All towns are! We call, the bridge acknowledges. The siren/horn blows which can be heard for miles, the cars all stop, the massive structure rises to tower above us, and little ole Albion with two smiling gray sailors cruise on under. Ahhhhhhhhhh were off!! Now what a way to begin our Mother Superior Cruise. We departed early afternoon and made our way the 7 miles out the Keweenaw Water way and tied up on a seawall. We're in an area called the "Lilly Pond" just down from the light house for the night. Jimmy Buffet, grilled pork chops, mid 80's, warm sunshine, cool breeze off the lake, life is good! Couple of those funny looking Indian fishing boats west of our bow. No Indians though. The short shake down cruise went well. Off we go tomorrow heading South on the Big Lake. Watch the sunset (10:45 up here!), attacked by swarms of mosquito's, dive in the cabin, close all ports and sleep ohh so well…Paul..
