August 6 - Tobermory
Skipper skipped out for a frisk returning about 2:00am. Brian sang
sweet lullabies until the new crew settled in for their first night
Saturday, August 9
Cookies organized, eggs, toast, tang and coffee for breakfast, Ron
firing up the keg six feet from a gas pump. Boys filled the bilge
with beer for ballast.
12:16 Skipper immortal words
on clearing Cove Island Lighthouse, "Going lickity shit"!!
Sunday, August 10 - Tamarac Cove
1.5 - 2 fathoms. Pines whistled peacefully.
2:15am Skipper roused to check wind direction. T. Cove not as
protected as anticipated. Crews rested in bunks to ride the swells
until 6:05am. Ron, assisted by ABLE crew John and Brian, maneuvered
of the cove - 3 mi. to Killarney.
NWN breeze this morn. Compass course. Sun is rising.
6:30am Mainsail & jenny hoisted. Six naught wind.
11:05 Main down & Killarney off the bow. Short stop in Killarney
- terrorized the natives. Had a scant perch fry in Perch Bay -
mosquitoes galore. Terrific sleep screened in.
Monday, August 11 - Perch Bay
8:30am Lou and Kathy mermaiding off the rocks. Water's glacier temp.
Skip's shorts are rotting!! Cause for concern - bounced the keel off Pinch
Isle shoal. "Filing down the rocks" says skip cheerfully.
10:05am We're off to Bay Finn. Sailed spinnaker briefly.
Tuesday, August 12
Moored at entrance to the narrows. No fish being
caught. Brian pulled in (first cast) a beautiful tin can! On shore
breakfast of John's delicious pancakes. Skipper took us isle
hopping. Severe scrape encountered by Kath chasing bass over shitty rocks.
Only 3 bass taken. Lou champed with largest bass. Fishing spirits
badly whipped - powered to the POOL to regain complacency aided by
feast of pike - thanks to yachters, BC-Lee and Poseiden. Moored near
Henry's Harem and had a rollicking evening on the rocks! Great
tickling session & no one remembers hitting the sack.
Wednesday, August 13
Awakened at 8:45am to stereo music of cruisers close by. The pool is
crowded & we've been adopted - more pike hand outs for
breakfast. Lovely maid next boat looks longingly as skipper
ruthlessly hoisted anchor. Our unshaven male trio have scrumptious
bristly beards. We're afloat again & where we anchor next is
anyone's guess. Lou at the tiller. Beautiful sail into Little
Current under bridge - sacheted smartly into dock. Pegasus II
welcomed us & gave us their tour. Cheese sandwiches & onion
soup for dinner while boys girly goggled the local dock chic's.
"O you say there are 6 people on that shark?" - A. "No, just 5!!"
Skipper only had 2 pancakes for breakfast, "Eats like a boid!". Crew
Kathy fished out the weather gear. We went out -
tasted the weather didn't like it - went back in 'lickity shit!' -
John. Planning on the stern - Ron. Tricky navigating around here, no
doubt about it - Brian.
1:05pm Lou desired breezy pants!
Had a super sail in with Lou and Kath in command. Dined on mushroom
soup, grilled cheese, more grilled cheese, etc. Toured Little
Current on the 'biffy runs' and coffe'd up! Much philosophizing,
then to bed much later. Sailed again later in the balmy gusts - in
early after Narrow Isle - Skip sighted storm clouds. Had a super
diplomatic tour of the 49' Bikini out of Grosse Point (Florida
Friday, August 15 - Little Current dock.
8:30am: Skip bunked in cockpit last eve. Mosquitoes swarmed at
day-break! Everybody hit the drink, soaped and sober. Crew convinced
Skip wanted a swim - friendly threats! Can-canned off the dock
in unison. Partially incredulous native gal cheered us on with glee.
Told John! "You shud-up!" for splashing Kathy. Obviously, after the
Skip's body! Packed up the gear in our old kit bags and
nostalgically awaited Jim. Lou spic & spanned the fore bunk
while Kathy swabbed away crotchity deck hairs! Male crew
complacently seek shade & are soothed with ugly bubblies. Ron's
gaff-rigged shade jib is sailing away. Lou prepared peanut butter
& jam sandwiches & coffee for breakfast.
Thank you, oh so very much, for a wonderful week of holidaying &
fun aboard Rakaia, Ron.
Brian and Kathy.