Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Day 16- June 29, 2010
This morning was....how you say...chilly. It bottomed out somewhere in the 40s but the sun was intense on our tent as we made our coffee. The waves were already white-capped looking out our window and water was splashing over the breakwall. There was no question about it...today was gonna be another wind day. Shortly after making our coffee one if Marquette's finest came by again to tell us that we may have to move. When he looked at our boat and the whitecaps he said he would just call our landing an emergency which should make it okay.
With our coffee we had leftover cudighis and chocolate. From there we did some laundry, yoga on the beach, and strolled over to some local art galleries. Afterwards we hit Middle Bay Beach to scout waves and treated ourselves to ice cream on the way home. Amaretto mackinaw island fudge ice cream to be exact.
Try as we might, productivity was not on the agenda. I read a book and mom hunted for agates. When dinner approached it only seemed natural to have pizza delivered. We has our friend Patty and her mother stop by for a visit and an offer to go into town. Instead we swapped Lake Superior and camping stories. Hopefully if the timing works, we shall meet them again on the water real soon. If the stories and company wasn't enough, Patty left us with some wonderful fresh strawberries. Very tasty.
After saying farewell to John the very kind Harbor Master, we pretty much organized ourselves in preparation for taking off tomorrow. It's shaping up to be another cold night but hopefully, weather permitting, we will be back in the saddle again.
With our coffee we had leftover cudighis and chocolate. From there we did some laundry, yoga on the beach, and strolled over to some local art galleries. Afterwards we hit Middle Bay Beach to scout waves and treated ourselves to ice cream on the way home. Amaretto mackinaw island fudge ice cream to be exact.
Try as we might, productivity was not on the agenda. I read a book and mom hunted for agates. When dinner approached it only seemed natural to have pizza delivered. We has our friend Patty and her mother stop by for a visit and an offer to go into town. Instead we swapped Lake Superior and camping stories. Hopefully if the timing works, we shall meet them again on the water real soon. If the stories and company wasn't enough, Patty left us with some wonderful fresh strawberries. Very tasty.
After saying farewell to John the very kind Harbor Master, we pretty much organized ourselves in preparation for taking off tomorrow. It's shaping up to be another cold night but hopefully, weather permitting, we will be back in the saddle again.
Monday, June 28, 2010
June 28, 2010
Urgh! We had a visit from one of Marquette's finest around 11 pm yesterday. We kindly explained that we had permission from the Harbormaster to be here and had a slip
Key to prove our case. To ease our mind he said that he may or may not be back later to kick us out of out campsite so as you can imagine...we did not sleep very well. That coupled with the unloading freighter until the wee hours of the morning pretty much made it worse. Even the kind horn blowing by the freighter before he left port didn't help. No bother as the case may be.
As much as we tried...we failed to change the weather. The wind picked up about 3 am and continued to blow 10-20 mph. Along with the stiff northwest wind came 5-7 ft waves. Needless to say, we took the day off. Our lovely friend from the harbor showed us a great place to wave watch. From there we hiked around Presque Isle and watched the waves crash into the cliffs. For dinner we took a taxi into Marquette. First we visited the local Downwind Outfitters for fuel and to replace my two sporks, both of which met their tragic ending this week. One had an unfortunate encounter with peanut butter, the other was abandoned somewhere on the cliffs of Presque Isle. Hopefully my new sporks will serve me well. I shall always remember my firsts. Anyway, dinner was fantastic at Vangos. See if you can guess what we ate... I posted a pic as a hint.
After dinner we walked back to our tent to snuggle in for a cold night. The sunset was nice but the encroaching night is gonna bottom out in the 40s. Brrr.
As I leave you tonight, the sound of bagpipes are playing from a wedding nearby. There are no ships at the ore docks and as long as the police don't kick us out, it should be a great night.
Key to prove our case. To ease our mind he said that he may or may not be back later to kick us out of out campsite so as you can imagine...we did not sleep very well. That coupled with the unloading freighter until the wee hours of the morning pretty much made it worse. Even the kind horn blowing by the freighter before he left port didn't help. No bother as the case may be.
As much as we tried...we failed to change the weather. The wind picked up about 3 am and continued to blow 10-20 mph. Along with the stiff northwest wind came 5-7 ft waves. Needless to say, we took the day off. Our lovely friend from the harbor showed us a great place to wave watch. From there we hiked around Presque Isle and watched the waves crash into the cliffs. For dinner we took a taxi into Marquette. First we visited the local Downwind Outfitters for fuel and to replace my two sporks, both of which met their tragic ending this week. One had an unfortunate encounter with peanut butter, the other was abandoned somewhere on the cliffs of Presque Isle. Hopefully my new sporks will serve me well. I shall always remember my firsts. Anyway, dinner was fantastic at Vangos. See if you can guess what we ate... I posted a pic as a hint.
After dinner we walked back to our tent to snuggle in for a cold night. The sunset was nice but the encroaching night is gonna bottom out in the 40s. Brrr.
As I leave you tonight, the sound of bagpipes are playing from a wedding nearby. There are no ships at the ore docks and as long as the police don't kick us out, it should be a great night.
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