Day 17- June 30, 2010

We moved. We did not move far, nor fast, but we moved. The forecast called for Northwest winds at 5-15 mph. We were prepared for the wind and the 1-2 ft waves coming around Presque Isle. Well rested and ambitious we were ready. It was the residual 2-4 ft swells that threw us for a loop. Rounding the northern most tip if the island put us in the direct path of both wind and waves. The felt more like 15 sustained and the swells were large and then some with the aformentioned 1-2 ft topping. We must have been quite the spectacle. The nose of The Beast was either soaring high or burried in the next wave. I swear there were times I was looking up at the next wave crest. It was not my favorite way to start a morning.
After passing the tip of Presque Isle we set a ferry angle to keep the waves at our bow as we headed over Partridge Island. We sought shelter in a small bay on the southeast side of the island. From there we took a well deserved rest and looked for rocks on the beach.
Since at no time did we feel unstable in The Beast and we would have partial shelter from idland and shore, we headed out again. This time waves bouncing off the rock cliffs made for some very funny water. Mom and I both were laughing at the splashes and movements of the boat beneath us. We took another break at Wetmore Landing just north of Sugarloaf Mountain. Eventually we proceeded onward to Little Presque Isle. The winds out of the north were showing no signs of stopping. Mom and I more than had our fill for the day so we ultimately decided to seek refuge on the south side of the peninsula for the evening.
As I write this now I to believe the lake has finally decided to lay down. The south winds forcasted for tomorrow will be appreciated.