We geared up that morning in the little bay at Darch Island to head up toward Spanish, a little town gauranteed to be beautiful, somewhat populated, and worth the trip. The rest of the week we would follow the wind back to Gore Bay. Seemed like common sense to us.
However, Nana was hobbling on her leg, convinced to let us know she was fine, but Papa wasn't believing it. And to make matters worse, when we started the engines - only 1 fired up. The second wouldn't so much as turnover...something was wrong. A call into CYC told us we could 1. return to Gore Bay and wait for a mechanic tomorrow, or head up to Little Current for fixin' today. So we headed up to Little Current, limping on 1 motor the entire way.
Keely cuddled and cuddled, but tried hard not to sleep.
A little island off the point near Kagawong - I thought it looked tropical and fun. Later, in Kagawong, we found out that this island is near the late Daniel Dodge's cottage, quite a story in and of itself.
The Purvis fishes during the week and delivers fresh fish into Gore Bay each weekend. Nana bought fish when we returned to Gore Bay at the end of the week. Nummy stuff!
The little point is Meridith Rock. The lake headed into Little Current is broad, but littered with rocks and shallow points. We carefully watched the GPS for our marks to stay en route.
Little Current is the largest town on Manitoulin Island, population around 1,500. It serves as the link to the mainland, this bridge being the link. On the east, mainland. On the west, Manitoulin Island.
We were surprised to find a random snake swimming in deep water directly next to the dock. Not cool, in my book.
Later that night we saw another, headed towards the wall where we were docked. They raised their sails as if to sail into the wall, but didn't quite make it.
Still, the tall ships are so graceful and amazing to watch. They carried one 20-something as Captain, and the rest of the crew made up of kids who were learning to sail. What an opportunity!