Okay, so the boat wasn’t so secure!! Around 4 am, Gale got up to use the head and found that the stern was floating out into the middle of the channel! When he pulled in the stern line, he found it still wrapped around the cleat but the cleat was no longer attached to the dock. Our shore power cord was stretched to its limit from the dock to the boat, but it was also ready to break at one end or the other. Fortunately, the bow line held and Gale was able to pull the boat back by running the stern line up to the bow, pulling on the bow line so he could jump to the dock, and then grabbing the stern line and pulling us back in. He did all of this while Maureen waited for him to come back not knowing that he was even outside!
All morning and much of the afternoon we lived with wind, waves, fog, and cleats breaking away from the dock. It was a good day for hanging out doing laundry and boat chores. About 2 pm, Terry and Tony, brothers from Minneapolis who were in Algoma for a few days to do some fishing on their boat, “Rolling Thunder,” stopped by and offered to take us with them to “The Flying Pig,” a unique gift and garden shop located a few miles down the road. They told us that it was the one thing we really needed to do while we were in Algoma so we enjoyed a little break and checked out the store where we found a few small treasures. One of those items was a painted flying pig made from a ping pong ball with wings and other doo-dads added which is now sitting on the shelf in our galley.
By the time we finished browsing at “The Flying Pig,” the fog had lifted, the winds had died down and the sun was shining! It was a whole different day! Back at the boat at 3:30pm, Maureen made beds and put laundry away while Gale got some tips for fishing for the big ones on Lake Michigan from Terry and Tony. They even gave Gale a couple of lures to get started with. When Gale returned to the boat, he had the keys to Tony’s truck in his pocket. Tony had graciously offered the use of his vehicle while he and his brother went out fishing because he knew we were planning to go to the grocery store. What a nice thing to do!
At 5 pm, the Farmer’s Market opened in the park next to the marina. A little bit later, we heard a reggae band begin to play at the band shell. The music was excellent and we danced in the cockpit as the sun was going down! Terry and Tony stopped by just as the last song was playing at 9 pm and joined us for a couple of beers.
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