8-7-18 Things are just Ducky on Beaver Island

It was exciting to go to Beaver Island.   We have heard about it our whole married life. It used to be a very big fishing village but due to overfishing, decrease in planting fish and the effect of the Lamprey Eel fishing for a living slowly declined. The small town of 200 permanent residents relies on tourism for their industry. There is a ferry that runs from the mainland to Beaver Island on a regular basis.

We barely finished anchoring when 4 ducks vigorously swam toward our boat.  We surmised that they have been fed by boaters before.  No bread from us boys and girls.

Fun Facts: The French discovered Beaver island in the 1600s at which time there was a healthy beaver population. Thus, the Name. It has a colorful history. In the 1850s Mormon, Mr. Strang, did not agree with Brigham young.  He broke away from the main religion and moved to Beaver Island.  Here he chose to continue his polygamist life. He was pronounced as the King of the island.  The main street is King street. Apparently, King Strand did not treat people well. He was shot, then brought to the mainland for medical treatment where he soon died. The people on the mainland learned of his death and eventually they moved to the island and drove off the Mormons.

The Irish then  made a living fishing on the island.  The elderly gentleman at the desk of the Maritime Museum has direct descendants of these early fishermen.  Unfortunately, his hearing was so poor it was impossible to carry on a conversation with him. It would have been wonderful to hear some of the tales he must know.

We biked all over the town section of the island. In addition to the small maritime museum, there was a historical museum in the original Print Shop building where Mr. Strang published the first newspapers in this area.

We ran into a couple who welcomed us to the marina. When they found out we were Loopers they immediately asked if we would come to cocktails on their boat to tell them what the Loop is like. We had a date.  In the meantime three other “Looper Boats” anchored near us and one was in a slip. We of course had to go say hello and exchange boat cards.  It was fun see the familiar burgee (flag) on the bow of boats.  It means instant friends.  Love being a Looper.

Not only were we greeted by lovely people, but we also were greeted by snakes.  Believe it or not I was the one moving close to get photos.

The couple that invited us aboard are very friendly and nice people.  They seem to have the adventurous spirit to do something like the loop.  They just don’t have the right boat.  Twin gas engines could bring a hefty fuel bill. They were full of questions. The people from the boat next to them with Gold Burgee  came back to their boats we were talking and of course ended up on the boat with us.  I felt bad that I had to leave abruptly. Somedays all that surgery and chemo takes its toll on me. Hopefully we gave them enough information to spark their interest to research it further.

Back on the boat the water was like glass. It was to be the best sleep ever.  No waves hitting the hull, no rain, no thunder and lightning.

We crawled into bed and got settled when someone knocked sharply on our boat.  That is odd. Who would that be? But wait…No voices.  Usually you get an “Ahoy Last Call, permission to come aboard” Puzzled, we were about to get out of bed when we heard it again…..and again….and again. Those lovely ducks that came looking for a hand out got what they were after.  BUGS! They tapped their beaks on the hull of the boat while eating bugs.  Their beaks and necks had to have hurt.  My head was starting to hurt.  This went on all night.  When we arose and moved around we saw them swim away from the boat.  The little buzzards.  Anyone for duck hunting?  I know they are well fed. We got a text from one of our new friends telling us that their boat was pecked by ducks all night asking if we had the same thing.  Yup. Sure did.  We have had Krill munch on the gunk on the bottom of the boat, Asian Carp thump the bottom, and Sheepshead in Florida chew on the bottom but never ducks.  Lucky us we get to add them to our list and subtract one good-night’s-sleep.  Ahhh boat life it is always an adventure.

Thanks for reading,

Karen and Scott

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8-2-18 to 8-6-18  Les Cheneaux Islands, Lake Huron

After leaving the Soo, we took the St. Mary’s River back to Les Cheneaux Islands on Lake Huron.

We anchored at Government Bay which is the same place we anchored on our way north.  At that time, I was unimpressed with the area. Boy did my mind get changed when we started exploring.  We spent an entire day and a full tank of dinghy gas exploring the islands, Cedarville and Hessel.  It was a beautiful day with little wind.

With lunch packed, just waiting to find a picnic spot, we took the channel to Cedarville.  We have never seen so many boathouses on the water in any other place we have been to.  To top it off about 2/3 of them had restored old woodies in them.

Very interesting to view from the water. I had some things to mail and we went to the small but interesting historical museum. They had great docks for day boaters and dinghies. At the docks there was a small park with surprisingly clean picnic tables. We had our lunch.

The Great Lakes Boat Building School (GLBBA) is there and gives tours on Fridays at 2pm.  It was our lucky day.  It was Friday.

Scott used to build and restore old wooden boats, so it was particularly interesting to us.  It is a newer school which only has 25 students at a time. They were doing strip built, traditional wood built, wood and composite as well as restoration.  There was a separate paint rooms for drafting, tools, building, classes and a library.  Scott drooled over all the tools and wood they had there.  It was an interesting stop.

We then went to Hessel to scope out anchorages for the next day.  We made reservations for the Les Cheneaux Culinary School restaurant.  The winds were going to kick up, so we wanted to be closer and better protected the next day.  We had a fun day sightseeing in the dinghy.

The next day we moved the boat to Hessel and found yet another great anchorage.  There was a nature preserve on shore right near our boat.  We went in and hiked the well mapped trails.  I love the woods.  There is always something new and unique to photograph.

We took the dinghy in for dinner which was fabulous!  Service was great and the food delicious.  We recommend it if you are in the area.

We lucked out and got back to the boat before the big blow came. It stormed that night with gusty winds.  The next morning, it didn’t look too windy.  We took the dinghy into town to get gas and we were going to go to the Farmer’s Market.  We found out the farmers market was a 10-minute drive by car away.  The winds steadily kicked up and we decided we better get back to the boat.  The waves rolling in from the lake were really kicking up now. It was rolling so much in our little dinghy that we discussed we should be wearing life jackets.  We made it back safely but decided to stay put for the rest of the day.  Good thing we did because it stormed and rained all afternoon and evening.  We were snug in our little boat home.  Made dinner, watched a movie. Life is good.

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Karen and Scott

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7-29-18 Two Bishops, Coffee and The Guys.

There is a beautiful cathedral in Marquette that we just never had time to view. It is Sunday morning so why not go see the church for the right reason.  We took the bikes which was a challenging uphill road. Needless to say, we walked the last block, quickly locked our bikes to the sign about the Tomb of Bishop Baraga.  Oops.  We didn’t want to be late. Had we taken the time to read the sign, we would have learned that there was a chapel and Bishop Baraga’s tomb down a side isle. I only discovered it days later by reading it in a photo.

The Bishop of Upper Peninsula said mass. The retired former Bishop and a Deacon were also all on the altar. Did someone tell them about us? Hee Hee. After mass, we had time to view the beautiful cathedral.

We took a few pictures then off we go for much needed coffee at a neat coffee shop.

They served a small glass of sparkling water to cleanse your palate, so every taste of coffee is as good as the first.  It worked.

As we sat there drinking our coffee we came of with a shopping list because the Co-Op grocery store was across the street.  We bought a few needed items and dinner for the guys when they get home tonight. We thought they would appreciate something other than dehydrated food.  Between the small racks on the back of the bikes and my backpack and a bag on the handlebars, we got it all back to the boat.  Luckily all downhill.

Upon arrival at the boat, I realized how filthy the boat was after being in a marina for over a week. There was lots of street grime from shoes.  I told Terrie I needed to get the boat cleaned.  She was a trooper. As I was outside washing  the outside, Terrie went after the inside. There were plenty of crumbs from having a two-year-old on board and neglect from us playing more than housekeeping.  I got the better end of the deal.  Because I was washing the outside, the doors and windows had to be close.  Terrie was in a sweatshop.  I merrily worked hard, but cool on the outside.  About every hour I spent, 20 minutes of it was talking to someone who wandered by asking questions about our boat as Terrie was sweating inside.  Sorry Sis.  The boat was spit shined and ready for the men to return, when we remembered Terrie was supposed to pick up beer from Ore Docks for some friend back in Wisconsin.  Up the hill we go one last time, carrying beer back to the boat to be transported to Wisconsin. We got back to the boat just minutes before the guys arrived.

They had a fantastic trip.  Barry’s Dad who is 80 did great.  They all showered before coming home. Thank you guys! However, they sprouted extra whiskers that would be taken care of later.  It felt good for them to sit in a normal chair and have us cook them Shish kabobs on the grill.  All five of us slept on board, hit a great breakfast place in the morning before they took off for Wisconsin and we took off from Marquette.

Marquette is a great town! We thoroughly enjoyed our visit.

Thanks for reading.

Karen and Scott DeVoll

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7-30-18  8-1-18 Anchoring on Lake Superior?  Can you do that?

We left Marquette with a destination of Grand Marais. We respect Lake Superior very much.  She is known for her storms  with ports  that are few and far between. We had a completely flat calm day on the water.

As we approached Grand Marais, we marveled at the Point Ausable Sand dunes. They were straight up from the water and enormous.   We had been watching the weather and it was supposed to stay calm all night and through the next day.  Scott called me to the bridge and asked me what I thought about anchoring just off the dunes.  Why Not? As we got close to shore where the depth was shallow enough to anchor, we could see the bottom of the lake the water was so clear.  The first spot we came to the bottom was all rocks.  Not good for anchoring.  It was a bit of a surprise with the mountains of sand before us that we found rocks. We kept heading east and found all sand.  Anchor dropped and held great!

We still hadn’t found an agate, so we went to shore for a little rock hunting.  But with our exploration we learned something.  Some of the dunes were eroding with large slides of sand and trees.  We figured the wind did this. I believe we were wrong, because on shore we found multiple little stream coming from the base of these enormous dunes. It looked like over time enough sand washed away  at the base causing the slides  The water in these streams was ice cold and crystal clear. There were plenty of rocks to hunt at the base of these streams. But once again, no agates. But it is fun looking and exploring these magnificent dunes. We had complete calm water all night anchored on Lake Superior.  Check that off the bucket list.

Onward the next morning to Whitefish Bay docks.  Once again it was calm and lovely traveling.  I had not felt well all day but was determined to go out one more time to take one last stab and finding an agate.  The flies were terrible.  I think the fly spray helped slightly only because there was so much of it on our legs that they slid before they could bite. Scott went back before me. I kept at it for about 10 more minute then gave up due to the flies.  I was disappointed we did not find an agate, but there are worse things in this world.

I was back on board for a while, had showered, read for a while before I notice a sole rock sitting on the table.  I picked it up and ran to Scott.  “Honey, I think this is an agate!”  He said “Yep, I found it on my way back while you were still hunting.”  He’s a stinker. He never said a word.  So once again all is right with the world. We found an agate.

The next morning it was a little bumpy but got better as we headed toward the Soo.  We got through the lock, no problem. We stayed at the same Marina we stayed at when we came up river.

There is no Uber and limited Taxis.  One of the guys in the office let us take his truck to Meijer to stock up. That was super nice of him.  We made sure we left $20 more fuel in his tank when we brought it back.  We don’t plan to stay in another marina for about 2 weeks, so this was an important place to stock up.

Thanks for reading,

Karen and Scott

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7-27-18 – 7-28-18 Sisters: Flooding the Dinghy And Joining A Cult

Lauren and Audie went home, leaving two Bloch sisters alone isn’t always a good thing😉.

It was a big weekend for Marquette.  Friday was the Blueberry Festival.  They closed the two main streets and filled it with food, craft and music, and blueberry everything.

We had blueberry barbecued ribs over homemade coleslaw with a Blueberry Martini on the side.  We went by the pie booth but decided to get that at the end, so we didn’t have to carry it in the crowd.  The crafts in the booth were great.

The Getz clothing store had a huge sidewalk sale.  They had merchandise flying out of their tent and doors.  There was music played, on a stage, and on the street corners.  Very fun atmosphere.

We spent a very full and fun day and were ready for some R&R on the boat but needed that pie before we left.

Saturday was the Art on The Rock and Art in The Woods shows. We took the bikes to the Art in The Woods. We discovered biking is the best way to get there. We passed many people walking from far away parking lots. The bikes were locked to a tree right at the first booth.

They had a great variety of arts and crafts with reasonable prices. We hit every booth. On our way to the Art on The Rock, we stopped at the maritime museum.  Terrie had never seen a Fresnel Lens (Lighthouse lens.) She couldn’t believe the beauty and craftsmanship.

From there we took the light house tour.  Low and behold our tour guide was Orion. He played Tom in the play we saw. We saw four people throughout town who were actors in the play.  He was a great storyteller and because of his stage experience, he spoke loudly, so we could hear him everywhere we went.  One story was about a woman who ran the lighthouse while her husband went off to war.  She had 3 small children and was pregnant with the fourth. She had the baby and the light never went out.  One could only speculate that the children helped. He also told us every lighthouse has a ghost. This ghost is a little girl. There is a foot prints of this ghost on the floor. Apparently, they have been painted over many times but continue to reappear.

I asked Orion if he would sing us a song in the end of our tour and he gladly did. It was a sad song about waiting for a loved one who never returned from sea.  Great guy with an amazing voice.

From there we headed to Art on the Rock.  This is where we got caught up in the cult.  Browsing the expensive and stunning art we stumble on a table where a customer said she is part of the “club” and moved on.  We had no idea what she was talking about.  The owner caught on that we were puzzled, and she explained there is a square ring club. She makes hammered silver ring that happen to be square. We thought they would be terribly uncomfortable until we put them on.  We loved them! They are more comfortable than a round ring.  So, we each bought a ring and became part of we called “The Square Ring Cult.” However, the gal didn’t take credit cards. We started to put the rings back and she said, “No. Take them and here’s my card send me a check or drop by tomorrow.”   We strode off happy with our new ring and membership, but were thirsty.

We saw someone with a tall drink with blueberries in the bottom.  We needed one.   We took our first satisfying sip of blueberry lemonade. It was satisfying until this guy walked by and said you girls need a shot of vodka in those.  We looked at each other and thought “He’s a genius.”   We were much closer to the boat than we were to the bikes.  Plus, how would we ride our bikes with these beautiful drinks in our hands.  After a shot of Vodka, we sat on the bow of the boat in the glorious sunshine.  Many people were attracted to our boat.  It was the largest boat in the marina and there were a couple of crazy gals on the bow.  One woman took our picture and sent them to us.  How nice.  We might have had a rum and coke in our hands when we remembered the bikes locked to the tree which we decided to retrieve immediately when our glasses were empty.  Later we had a light dinner then the wine came out.  Ok three different types of alcohol in the same day can only lead to mischief.  Which it did.

We decided to take the dinghy for a little spin around the harbor.  I pulled the cord of our faithful engine and she started right up but died right away.  Before we knew it, she was flooded. I did remember to put in the plug or we may have been flooded in more than one way.  Terrie took the hose off the engine and we could not for the life of us get it back on.  Seeing SHE took it off SHE had to go bat her eyes at a guy down the way to get him to help.  He connected it and the engine started and we were off.  We stalked the schooner so we could get photos.

We then went to the ore dock. I have an eye for photography.  I didn’t have my phone, (but I did have my VHF radio with me.)  I saw a white feather floating in the water. I told Terrie to take a picture of it.  She thought I was crazy. Why?  I said “just take the picture, it’s a good shot. ” She took several.  The sun was getting low in the sky and was bouncing off the water.  The results of those shots are unbelievable.  Check it out!

We got back and pulled up the dinghy.  We owed Mike, the guy who helped us, a beer for his assistance.   They invited with us aboard their boat.  Then they came over to tour our boat.  We sat on the flybridge and had a wonderful time getting to know them.  He is a Chiropractor and she is an Event planner.  They had two small dogs with them on their boat.   Very fun couple.

It was just a fun day with my crazy sister.

Thanks for reading,

Karen

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First I would like to apologise for the delay in posts.  There is almost no internet in the UP.  Now that we are back to civilization, watch out.  I have a bunch coming.

7-21-18 – 7-26-18 Girls Week in Marquette

Scott, brother-in-Law-Barry, Nephew-Lee, Barry’s 80-year old Dad-Rol planned a wilderness trip to the Boundary Water in Minnesota. Rol and Barry drove half-way from Lake Geneva Wisconsin and stayed a night on the boat. In the morning they all took off to meet Lee at the entrance point of the Boundary Waters.  This trip is like backpacking out of canoes.  No motors are allowed, so the canoes and packs are carried from lake to lake.  They dehydrate all the food, but never lack for good food. Scott has done this trip 20+ times. The others have all gone before as well. They love to do this trip.

The day they left I had the day to myself, to clean up the boat, wash sheets and get things ready for the girl’s part of the week.  Terrie-my sister, Lauren-my niece and Audie-my great niece came up the next day. Audie is 2-years old and an adorable child with an adventurous spirit. She loved the idea of sleeping in a Big-Girl-Bed on a boat. The quarter berth beds are low to the ground.  We stuffed some pillows between the two beds just in case, she rolled out.  Before we even got to bed, she had rolled and was face down on the pillow.  She looked so silly.  We had a good laugh.  Lauren quickly came to the conclusion that she is not read for a Big-Girl-Bed yet.

We rode bikes to the break wall and walked all the way out on the rough concrete.  Audie did great!  She was taking big steps up and jumping up and down different levels.  What a trooper.  We watched the local Schooner go out with sails up.  What a beautiful site.

The Children’s Museum was next.  Audie had the time of her life and honestly, we enjoyed acting like kids for the day too. Audie had all of us sitting on the floor playing blocks. They had some lizards, turtles and snakes.  We all got to pet them.  Those of you who know me, question that statement because I hate snakes.  However, if it doesn’t surprise me underfoot, and someone else is holding it, I will pet it. There was tons to do and see.  Great museum.

 

With a lunch packed, we rode bikes to the beach on a beautiful day. Audie had a blast playing in the sand and on the playground.  At nap time Grandma Terrie stayed with her, while Lauren and I did some shopping in town. It was great to spend some one-on-one time with her.  We of course ended up at Ore Dock Brewing Co.  We heard they have food trucks there, so we wanted to scope it out for dinner one night.

The night we could go to Ore Docks for dinner, there was a wood-fired pizza truck. I have never seen anything like it.  It was a brick oven on a trailer.  The fire was burning away, and we had the best pizza I have ever had. They all had fresh mozzarella on them.  This brewery was quite clever by not serving food but allowing people to bring food in and have a new food truck parked at their front door each night.  No worries about kitchen help, wait staff, etc. Plus, they only sold their beer and a few special non-alcohol drinks like specialty root beer. It had a light atmosphere. They had a huge upstairs area they called the study room during the day then had live music and plays at night.  Fun little place.

The Marina we stayed in has a large city park next door. There was a huge playground.  It’s a kid’s dream.   Parents like the close bathrooms AND ice cream. Life is good when you are two at this park.

 

Funny Audie story:  We had made BBQ chicken legs on the grill. The meat was hot, so Lauren was cutting it off for her.  Audie says, “No Mama, leave it on the cob.”  She is so cute. We all got a chuckle out of that one.

We all had a wonderful time. Good thing Audie takes naps, I don’t think the rest of us could keep up with her.

Thanks for reading,

Karen and Scott DeVoll

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7-18-18 7-20-18 Anchored in Marquette Harbor

I am way behind on my blog.  Thanks for hanging in there with me.  I have been having way too much to spend time in the marina on my computer. Hope to catch up soon.

We had another beautiful travel day on Lake Superior. We anchored in Marquette harbor.

The first thing we saw was a very unusual and large structure.  We found out it was an ore dock.

There used to be train tracks that brought the train to the top of this dock. The freighters pull up next to it.  Chutes drop down.

The train cars basically drop their load from up above into the freighter’s hold. We found out during our stay that this dock is no longer in use since the 1970 at which time the ships started getting over the 1000’ mark. They could no longer get into this harbor.  There is another dock just like it up at Presque Isle that is still working.  We saw the train up on top.  It looked like a toy train next to the freighters.

The plan was to arrive in Marquette, dock at the marina, where Scott would meet “The boys”  to go on a Boundary Waters Wilderness Canoe trip. We were a few days early.  On Lake Superior, if you have good weather, you go.  We anchored out for a few days to save on our docking bill. We always have fun at anchor.  We went to shore to discuss our reservations and to find out where we could dock our dinghy.  Kevin, the manager of the marina and his staff, was very welcoming, friendly. He made us feel welcome even though we were hanging out on the hook. We found Marquette to be a cool town.  It has a lively small town feel in the older downtown area which is right on the Harbor. There is an amazing bike path that not only goes through town but goes up and down the coast.  Scott and I biked 4 miles out to the Visitor’s Center to find out what there is to do in Marquette. We stopped along the lake on our way home and found more pretty rock.

We came across things like a swim beach, fresh fish house, breweries and a great clothing store that had all the popular brands i.e.   Columbia, North Face, Patagonia etc. Back on the boat that evening, we had a small sailboat go by then do an about face and came up very close to the back of our boat to tell us about the local Lake Superior Theatre where Northern Michigan University does their summer productions. We went online to find that the show was sold out for that night, but we got tickets for the following night. We were the only people who arrived by dinghy of course. When we went inside there was a nice stage, seating, lighting etc.  Yet on the walls, there is evidence that this is still a working boat house. The play was well done. Many talented people, both in acting and song. The play was Beacon On The Rock. It was written 20 years ago about the people who settled the area. We had an enjoyable evening.

My parents Mary Lou and Don Bloch happened to be camping 45 minutes away.  They extended their visit, got a campground in Marquette and spent two days with us. They took us to Presque Isle.  Very pretty drive up and around the point.  We later heard that the deer in the park are very friendly and will feed right out of your.  We also learned that there are rock cliffs that people jump from.  I am not sure I would want to jump into that cold of water. My parents were also kind enough to take us to the grocery store. I needed to stock up before my guests come in a few days. It was wonderful to see them again before we head south.

We moved into the marina, which was quite expensive.  We asked if they had a weekly or even monthly rate.   The DNR sets the prices for the transient slips so there is only the flat nightly rate.  Scott will be taking off for a week to do the wilderness trip, so I needed to be in a marina. I had guests coming to stay while the guys were doing their thing.  Watch for my next post.

Thanks for reading,

Karen and Scott,

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7-17-18 Grand Island Shipwreck Fail and Beautiful Island

After viewing the Pictured Rocks, we anchored just off Grand Island in Murray Bay.  We knew the wind was going to kick up and we may need to stay here a few days. We decided, if we wanted to go to the town of Munising, we better go now.  It was a three-mile dinghy ride to town.  Great little town. The tour boat for the pictured rocks go out of this harbor.  We stopped in the office to get information about the tours in case we wanted to go when we have company next week.  We also got a trail map of Grand Island for the next day.

We roamed around the town. We saw a sign for “Shooters Firehouse Brewpub.” We had to go.

They honor firefighters in this pub.  They collect patches, which are hung on the wall.  Grand Rapids Fire was already up there.  They also had a “Firefighters Wall of Fame.”

When they found out Scot was a retired firefighter the Bartender quickly whipped out a marker and asked him to sign the wall.  Lieutenant DeVoll left his mark.

We grabbed some groceries then headed to the dinghy.  We quickly noticed there were “Sheep” (aka whitecaps) on the water.   Yup the wind had kicked up.

We tightened up our hats made sure out had holds were accessible and off we went. It was a bit bumpy, but we were just glad there were only “sheep” and not “Polar Bears” Once we got to our boat it was quite calm.  We picked a nice protected spot.  Generally, we do pretty well picking anchor spots.  We do it so often, we should have it down.

There is a shipwreck just on the other side of the bay. Glass bottom boats take people over it to view it.  We don’t have a glass bottom boat, but we do have a “Look Bucket.” It is a 5-gallon bucket with the bottom cut out and replaced with plexiglass.  When the bucket is put in the water it is like looking through a mask or a glass bottom boat.  We were so excited to see the boat. We could vaguely see with our eyes above water where the wreck was. It was quite wavy and very overcast which made it so we could not see anything but darkness.  Our bubble was burst.  We failed at shipwreck viewing today. By the way, we were too big of wimps to snorkel that freezing water.

On to the next adventure, hiking Grand Island.  I am amazed, how many times we go somewhere, and we are the only dinghy there.  I guess we march to a different drummer.  The trails were well marked and in good enough shape that a 4-wheeler or a small tour bus can travel most of it.

We hiked a long long way uphill.  Which usually means you have to go downhill.  When we got to the top, Yup it was a long trip down hill to the other side of the Island.  So, we hiked uphill both ways 😊 The mosquitos were bad in a few spots, but we came prepared and were thankful for the bug spray in our backpack.  The day was cool. Perfect for hiking.  The woods were interesting and peaceful.

Thunder bay awaited us on the other side of the Island.  We stood way up on top of a cliff looking down at the rocks that the waves were crashing into.  We were mesmerized by it and didn’t want to look away.  It is obvious the name came from the sound of the waves “thunderously” hitting the rock.  I tried to video the sound for you but the wind sound covered it up.

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By the time we got back to the dinghy we had walked nearly 7 miles…..uphill don’t you know. Our feet were a bit tired but enjoyed the day tremendously.

Thanks for reading.  Drop us a line sometime, we love to hear from you.

Karen and Scott

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