Two days ago we arrived at Drummond Island, back in the USA after spending seven weeks in Canada. We started our Canadian trek with Myron & Rhonda north of Lake Champlain at the immigration dock with the Canadian officer basically waving us through after a couple of shouted questions over the water. We continued north through the Chambly Locks to Sorel, Montreal and Ottawa where we picked up the Rideau Canal through quaint villages of Barrit’s Rapids, Merrittville, Smith Falls and Jones Falls to Kington, where we crossed the end of Lake Ontario to Trenton where we started our journey on the Trent Severn Waterway. During that trip we stopped at the towns of Campbellford, Hastings, Petersborough, Bobcaygeon, Kirkfield, and Orellia before we got to the Port Severn. After a short journey in Lake Huron to Penetanguishine and the Northern Rendezvous, and the 25 boat Flotilla through Georgian Bay, we spent some time seeing The North Channel of Lake Huron before landing here. Our time in Canada was special. The folks are friendly, the scenery drop dead spectacular, the water crystal clear, and the weather has been lovely. We couldn’t ask for anything more (except maybe lower prices…the strengthening of the Canadian $$ has made everything VERY expensive – like 4.45$/gal for fuel). We learned there are as many Canadian dialects as there are ones in the US. Eh? became a standard ending to most statements where you were looking for agreement. We sang “Oh Canada” several times, during Canada Day, local celebrations and evening get-togethers. We learned a new word for pot-luck: A “Pitch-In” generated just as many wonderful dishes, with “What’s the recipe for this one?” being heard time and again.
To wrap up our Flotilla, we anchored out in the Bad River for two days. Several of the Loopers went with professional guides for a fishing trip while others of us explored with our dinghies, made Inuksuit, drank some of Sue’s “special” drink & generally relaxed.
The fishermen (and even more successful fisherwomen) returned with a wonderful catch & we were given a beautiful large fillet. I cut it in big chunks, lightly boiled it in salted water and dunked it in melted garlic butter (just like 20 years ago) and fed it to other Loopers watching their eyes cross in ecstasy. Some things are hard to beat.
The next morning we had heavy fog so delayed our exit from the Bad until about noon, but one of the Loopers serenaded us with his accordion.
Our trip to Killarney was through Collins Pass…one of the most beautiful areas of the Georgian Channel. Arriving in Killarney, we quickly went to the “School Bus” for fish and chips, a local must do. We really didn’t want to split up, but knew that 25 boats couldn’t keep traveling together, but we had a special breakfast & an evening picture to remind us of our good times.
We left not sure if we’d ever see some of our new friends again, and yet knowing that no matter what, we’d see others…someway, somehow.
Miss Liberty & Otherwise headed up to Baie Fine (pronounced Bay Fin) which is a fresh water fjord…like the ones in Norway…long, thin, deep, high hills on both sides back to the pool at the end. We anchored out, swam and enjoyed the sunset & fogged in sunrise. “Free Bird” joined our boats so made three Loopers in the pool. What a beautiful place to be. You feel a million miles from nowhere.
We then journeyed to Little Current where we joined many of the other Loopers for a tour of Manitoulin Island, the largest inland island that separates Lake Huron from the North Channel. We stopped at Kagawong & saw Bridal Veil Falls, Gore Bay for lunch, The Ojibwe Cultural Foundation for First Nation dancers and a lesson in their culture.
We then went on to 10 mile point for the view and a wonderful gallery and tourist stop. There were some exquisite quill boxes that were sale from $150 to $5,000. I was tempted because of their beauty, but finally resisted.
When we left Little Current, we planning on going to Blind River, but needed to stop in Kagawong for some adhesive for a patch in our dinghy. The wind was so strong, we ended up staying in Kagawong, and were greeted by two of our looper boats. One of them said she was providing all of us with a spaghetti dinner. The Running Free & we brought bread & wine & we had a feast on the dock. We stayed on the outside wall with the waves rocking & rolling all night…thought we were back in Newport in New York…except there they calmed down at night. There are many different ties you can have to a dock. Here we were lucky there were stairs…the dock was level with the top of our back canape.
So this brings us to Drummond Island. Wind is keeping us here for three days…a cold front in coming in to finally break the back of the hot high fronts & is letting us know by blowing 20 – 40 knots with gusts that are higher. So yesterday we played golf (and golf won…we lost 17 balls between us) and today we did laundry & caught up on bills, etc.
We’re glad to be here, but tomorrow the winds should be light and variable and we’ll be on our way again.