Daily Logs

    Well we have had some major interest in our latest mystery animal and I had high hopes it would generate interest. There were several guesses at wolverine and badger. The most researched and imaginative guess was from our last contest winner Amy Moon. She guessed a fisher which is a relative of the […]

I took a day off due to an injury and hope you all missed me. I apologize in advance for the disjointed photos in this blog entry but I was just not focused yesterday.     We dropped our lines in Mackinac Island at 0630 on Wednesday morning and headed out into the Mackinac Straights

Happy Anniversary to Dr. Allyn Bell and his lovely wife Brenda. By the time you read this they will be celebrating their Golden 50th Anniversary in Florence, Italy. Allyn called me today from overseas to check on our status. He and Brenda are a testament to a lifelong love story.          

We are now spending our final day in the summer paradise of Mackinac Island. Here is a pictorial with captions of just a few of our adventures. Truly a camera cannot capture the vibrant beauty of this spot.                                    

    This morning we departed from De Tour Harbor after a 0715 pump out. No sense hauling that extra weight around. Our destination was approximately 40 miles down Lake Huron to Mackinac Island where the rich and not so rich, like us, go to play. When we moved out onto Huron it was amazing how

This will be a simple format. Photos with captions. Some readers prefer it that way, though I cannot see why, and that is why Heinz made all those 57 Varieties. Many of these go back into Canada.             This fellow completely handbuilt his boat and carved the figureheads. We have

I apologize for the paucity of photos but my connection in a storm does not allow for much upload. I will catch you up on the next blog. At home On the Tennessee River Cbay may be a decent sized boat but here in the main shipping channel from Lake Superior to Lake Huron she

    …my country tis’ of thee, sweet land of liberty… Here I am upon our arrival back in the USA. We made the shortest leg of our journey by crossing the Little St. Mary’s River in 10 minutes to dock at Sault Ste. Marie (pronounce Soo Saint Marie), MI. We had put out the yellow

When last we left you it was on the way to Blind River. It was a rolling ride across the North Channel but bearable. The breakwater at Blind River was a welcome sight however. This was an efficient marina but with limited services. No WIFI but Jan was able to get the laundry done.  

Yes friends we have a potty tale to tell but not about a tail. But first a word from our sponsor.             No- one has yet correctly guessed the purpose of the African art object I presented in the last blog. So because we do not wish to have unawarded