A small early morning thunder storm  passing in the distance delayed our departure.  The winds picked up a bit over night but  the warm air from the southern blow felt quite pleasant.  As we pulled up our anchor line we  discovered at about 50 feet to the anchor the line was stuck around something on  the bottom.  We both pulled and  yanked nothing!   We then circled Albion around pulling from different  angles to no avail.   So I decided to dive down to see if I  could free up whatever the rode was attached to. We have an extra anchor on  board, but didn't want to leave one behind.  The depth was 15 feet so I didn't have  much time to work below. The line was tangled in the limbs of a large tree.   After a number of dives we succeeded in  setting up a trip line on the anchor side of the line and pulled it free.  
  
 We made our way the two miles out  around the shoals to the mouth of the White River.   The entrance to the White at  Superior had considerable boiling do to the  Southern waves rolling into the narrow river mouth.  With some  bouncing and tossing around we make it  out of the mouth and into Superior.  The weather had picked up over night and  we had waves 2-3 feet and winds out of the South. Not the desirable sea  conditions since we were heading south. So we tacked our way south with a furled  fore sail and full main, back and forth towards Otter Cove.  Albion seems to ride the waves better into  the weather with a furled Genoa.  A full jib seems to push the bow into the  waves more.  The Eastern  shore here  is all rocky mountain cliffs, part of the Pukaskwa National  Park. I often wondered when looking at  road maps why the Canadian highway that circles  Superior makes a big turn and is 50 miles  from shore here. I think the answer is the Rocky impossible terrain. 
  
 Later in the afternoon our heading  changed to SE and the winds and waves eased.  But we were able to keep the sails up all  the way into Otter Cove.  We are  tucked away a mile or so off the lake in an all weather protected anchorage in  Otter Cove.  This Cove is ours  tonight and it is gorgeous.  We our  so grateful to have the opportunity to be such a place. We are alone of course  but Venus is shining very bright over us, she never seems to shine so bright  except at places like this.  
  
 Otter Cove
 8/4/2008