We were awoken the next morning to a Weather Forecast that promised strong Westerly’s. That would not be a problem in Snug but we were both ready to move on any way. Haywood offered good protection from the West and was only an hour or so away. So after breakfast, we up anchor and steer a course for Haywood. When we arrive there we are a little surprised to see that it is not really busy. This is a very popular anchorage and with the strong Westerly’s that were forecasted we expected to join a crowded anchorage. We did manage to get a good spot that offered the protection we had sought. The rest o he afternoon is spent participating in a spectator sport that only a boater could appreciate and understand. First you need a very cold beer. Check. 2nd you need a very comfortable chair to sit in with cold beer. Check. 3rd you need to place comfortable chair in a spot that look out over the whole anchorage. Check. 4th You need a very good pair of binoculars so you can identify boats before they arrive. Check. 5th you need a very good sense of humor and understanding for there was a time it was you that played the starring role in the show called. “How not to anchor” In fact I have written a few chapters and shake my head at the boaters repeating your sins. You got it. This show consists of watching the many different techniques and styles of anchoring. In fact it is hard to believe they all have the same goal. That is to get a good solid hook that will not drag at the most in opportune time. Which will probably be in the middle of a very dark cold and rainy, stormy night? The efforts range from very professional to very un-professional to very clueless. All in all, we enjoyed a very entertaining production this afternoon. This version had 21 staring vessels. Their Skippers and crews all played their roles to perfection. Kudos and thanks to all of you.
The next day broke bright and promising. After breakfast and after checking the GPS anchor watch setting. Lol Terri and I set off to go exploring. By dinghy mainly for we know that this island has its fair share of Poison Ivy. There is one place on shore that we must visit. The island where the Totem Pole of Browning Cove has been standing guard for many years. Liz Earle showed it to us many years ago on our first visit and I always look forward to seeing it again. This Totem Pole is a work of art and no one seems to know the story behind it or how it came to be there.
|TOTEM POLE AT HAYWOOD|
On our way back to the boat we met another couple recently retired from Michigan. They have been traversing the full length of Lake Huron to visit this area for the last 25 years. The fishing used to be great he tells me. Not so much in recent years. I concur with him as I haven’t caught a single fish in the three weeks we have been out. Lol. Their trip this year is a little bit different than past ones. Mainly because this gentleman has a kidney stone and he has been ordered to be located no more than an hour away from a hospital. “You do what you got to do” he comments as Terri and I agree and wish them the best as we shove off to go back to our boat for lunch. Our afternoon is spent reading and relaxing. It still seems like we did a lot today even though we accomplished little of substance. Today had been a dull day and the weather seemed perfect for some of Terris world famous Spagetti. The auroma of meatballs and fresh garlic makes the boat smell like a Tuscan restaurant. Mother Nature seems to approve for she puts on a show of her own as a beautiful rainbow appears to the East. Dinner was accented with Red wine and I am bushed. This fresh Northern air is definitely a tonic that knocks you out at night. Another early night for me. Another marathon book reading session for Terri.
|RAINBOW LOOKING TO THE EAST AT HAYWOOD|