We departed at 7AM for our  crossing to Thunder Bay.  The air was brisk, the seas calm, and a  slight breeze out of the East.   Excellent travel conditions for a crossing.  We navigated around Blake point on the  NE end of the Isle  Royal and set a NW heading for  Thunder Bay.  When navigating one should never rely on  a single source to identify your current location.  We use a combination of GPS, Line of  Sight, and paper charts.  When we  came out of the fog and entered  Chippewa  Harbor our GPS was very off and at  one point had us on land.  If we  would have blindly followed only the GPS we would have ended up on the  rocks.  Later I talked to a fellow  boater and his GPS had him on land also.   I suspect the charts the GPS uses are wrong rather then the  coordinates.
  
 The winds and waves picked up and we sailed with a full  Genoa into the  Thunder Bay harbor. On entering the  harbor conditions calmed down a bit. Other then a large ship passing on our  starboard we saw no other vessels making the crossing. We met many Americans on  Isle  Royal, most from  Wisconsin or  Minnesota.  We did not meet one Canadian.  
  
 Entering Thunder  Bay is quite the unforgettable experience.   Large  Island cliffs on either side, the  city of Thunder Bay (Superiors  Largest) can be seen in the distance, and the waters of the bay are huge.  The books say entering  Thunder Bay is aw inspiring, we  agree!  
  
 Dinner tonight at Hoito a Finnish Restaurant.  We felt like we were in  Scandinavia.   Most of the folk we met on Isle  Royal had such a  Scandinavia look to them.  It is interesting how they have settled  up North here, guess it feels like home.
  
 This concludes Segment one of our journey around  Lake Superior. Albion is tucked away for a few weeks.   Boat chores tomorrow and then we fly home on Saturday.  Mark and I will be back to  Thunder Bay July 29 to  begin the most remote section of our journey.  The logs will really be few and far  between for that segment.  The  Thunder Bay harbor master told us  the weather up North here starts to decline the beginning of August.  So we shall see, could be a cold  one.  I am taking home the short  sleeves and bringing back long ones along with a few more wool socks.  
  
 Shirley has agreed to add a bit to the log, so that will be coming. Till  around the 29th....Paul..