Little Current

Tyson's daisies

Tyson's daisies

Bike on beach, waiting for Pax

Bike on beach, waiting for Pax

Pine pollen.  Each grain microscopic.  But you can buy it on Amazon. Supposed to boos testosterone and balance hormones.  By now you would think I would be well balanced if not horny after breathing it for weeks, but all Is a stuffy n…

Pine pollen.  Each grain microscopic.  But you can buy it on Amazon. Supposed to boos testosterone and balance hormones.  By now you would think I would be well balanced if not horny after breathing it for weeks, but all Is a stuffy nose.

Over to Little Current this morning for breakfast at Anchor Inn and to look at a carpet remnant at Red Bow. After that, this and that. The big news is that Serendipity was graded, and we now have a nice smooth lane without potholes.

Flat Calm

The morning started out with a roar—of surf from the north, and thoughts of the Windrider danced in the head. But by 10 it was obvious that the weather was passing to the east and a dome of high pressure was settling overhead. Flat calm by noon, and that way ever since.

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Lots of mostly odd jobs—some of this and some of that, which is more fun than a full day of something or other. The last of the living-room windows got framed out, and the pier got put in. Pax enjoyed a trip to the dump and then a walk on Fraser beach.

Mostly MASC

Left Sue and Pax about 1:30 for a planning session at MASC chair Brian Ramakko's 400 acre farm on Union road, not too far from Providence Bay. Beautiful retreat of field and forest and restored farm house. Excruciatingly slow meeting (dealing with the merger of MASC and Manitoulin Streams and then a restructuring plan), but eventually I got to present some ideas, which, I think, might eventually get some traction. Anyway, I feel I've done my bit. 

Then a brief cookout with potato salad provided by Sue, and on to the regular MASC meeting at Lakeview School in M'Chigeeng.

Sue devoted time to projects and to Paxton. 

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Good Fly, Bad Fly

Black flies and horse flies are bad flies. (House flies are bad, too, btw.) The black ones have now departed for future eons, and the horse flies, though still pesky, may be on their way into this year's history. AND, the good flies are here. Dragon flies (still in small numbers) are patrolling the shoreline, snapping up mosquitoes and other buggers. And, temporally advanced (though genetically doomed) shad flies, are just emerging. How do I know? A little one landed on me, and a number of gulls are imitating dragonflies, cruising the shore and snapping up morcels. The feast is coming soon.

It's hard not to like a shadfly (Mayfly), though I've never tasted one. 

Ripples

Ripples

Susie Pea

Susie Pea


Wind Ride

Very breezy, from the east. Irene, Sue, and I slipped the Windrider out of the dock and headed up the east side of the bay, somewhat in the lee. Gooseberry beckoned so we set that as a destination, and rounded it in 3 to 4 foot seas. The ride back was fast.

In addition, the last of the boards got polyurethaned, the last two upper windows got boxed in, and the grill got fired up for the first time (inconceivable but true) .

And, after dinner, Pax decided to wander off and accost a porcupine.  Minor bite, not too many quills.

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Highest Yet

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Gale force west winds, pushing a lot of water this way.  The boardwalk, out to the pier, is now a pier, actually floating some.

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A lot of boards polyurethaned in the A.M. Then to Gore Bay for Purvis fish and lunch at Bouy's. Then a bit more staining and quite a bit of chainsawing. Time now to grill some whitefish.

Foggy Morn, Sunny After

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The water is continuing to be up, maybe even rising a bit more. This year's peak must be only days away. I never thought I'd ever see it like this again. Very close to the long term average.

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Sue and Irene continued to spread the stain, board after board after board.

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And, the framing has begun...

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