A Place For Everything…
……and everything sorta stowed someplace. At least the vehicles are free of their heavy loads.
Sunny and summery.
Lots of nice big beet’s ready for harvesting and pickling.
……and everything sorta stowed someplace. At least the vehicles are free of their heavy loads.
Sunny and summery.
Lots of nice big beet’s ready for harvesting and pickling.
Too much traffic, too much driving. But, anyway, we are back to alternate reality #2. Very green here. Just a hint of fall.
…coming through the La Cloche mountains. Through every orange and every red, the full panoply of color, from yellow to purple. Hard to leave Kagawong, especially when the weather is so fine—but onward, ever onward. Fetched up at Manistique. Home tomorrow. (Photos by Sue)
…and a bit of a pain, but the cottage water system has been decommissioned and the cottage winterized.
Our foot valve structure is too big and too heavy, and is out too deep. Today we had to take the cockleshell dink out over the newly uncovered shoals and into a big surf in order to lift it and bring it in. Came close to capsizing… twice.
In sadder news, the last of the Fab Four canine companion signs had to come down today.
Mostly done except for water/winterizing, but that’s for tomorrow. Chilly but bright. Very dry. Water level very low.
…identified, sorted, labeled. Pulling boat cleaned, dried, covered, and stowed. Truck in for tire repair (of course).
Another perfectly fine day, wind north, warm sun, lovely temperature.
Pulling boat hauled, coreopsis heeled into upstairs garden, pier out.
Here is the sum total of this year’s tomato crop in the upstairs garden.
…end of season tasks are being done.
Today, Windrider power washed and put to bed, garage straightened, sailing gear stowed away.
Beautiful day, with a brisk north wind. Warm in the sun.
…at the Anishinaabe hotel and conference center in Little Current, with Therese. Very nice, and with food prepared by a skilled chef.
Later, after naps, Windrider hauled. .
Long after a beautiful morning here, it was to Barrie Island for a picnic lunch (plus).
Photo by Sue
Although Barrie is remote and mostly empty, it is not a lonely or foreboding place. Instead, with its meadows, fields of stone, and very large pastures, it is a friendly place—a place of peace and tranquility. Two beautiful mini-parks grace its west end, overlooking Bayfield Sound.
…of the trimaran.
From shore to shining shore, all across the bay, in shifty but sometimes decent winds. While fall is seemingly here, summer lingers.
Not enough wind for a sail, but plenty for a trip to the dump.
Also good day for bike ride and row/paddle.
Very quiet in the township. Pinebox shut down, and the contingent heading south. Goldenrod done for the year, asters still flowering.
Bright day, and warm, with a cool NW wind.
Water is chilly. Fall is in the air.
Pinebox is packed up, and waterline out. Departure tomorrow.
garbage to the dump, hot dog and poutine with Bob and Wendy at first ever Saturday evening market. Beautiful weather, not fully utilized.
Toilet reassembled— but possibly leaking. Nice afternoon for a row.
…and lack of it, trying to repair the toilet on Heliotrope. Nasty bit of work, wedged upside down it what is basically a cabinet, where normal sized tools don’t fit. Got it apart but saved assembly for tomorrow.
Photo by Sue
Photo by Sue
…with a strong west wind. Fire in the stove tonight, quite possibly.
But at least one bright spot.
Lively sail once out of Mudge Bay, tacking down wind in brisk NE breeze and good sized rollers. 3.5 hours door to door. Some fun overtaking another boat (although smaller) coming across the channel.
Strenuous exercise, and then we stripped the sails (wanting to beat the rain). Photo by Sue.