Port Washington, WI
South Manitou Island
Port Washington’s Art Deco lighthouse
Here is the start of our first lake crossing – at sunset. Calmer conditions at night? Not in our case. In fact, the crossing was a horrorshow. First, the engine crapped out due to gasohol. OK, we’ll sail. But no wind, bobbing, sails slatting. Then way too much wind with steady 30 knots. Finally, as the sun was coming up, docked neatly in Pentwater under sail. At Snug Harbor Marina they pumped off twenty gallons of what looked like dilute skim milk. OMG, what’s the hazmat bill going to be to dispose of this crap? Zero. This kind of thing happens so often now with ethanol in our gasoline that he has lined up a flock of chicken farmers willing to use this stuff to heat their coops during the winter. The engine STILL refused to run right until I rebuilt the carburetor in Frankfort. Gasohol – NEVER AGAIN!
Manistee has two drawbridges, neither of which one needs to traverse, unless you want to see Lake Manistee, which is industrial and ugly. But there is a nice marina in there.
Big Ships go in there. For salt. Manistee sits on tp of a massive salt dome. They dissolve it by pumping water down there and ship out the slurry. This has been going on for well over a hundred years.
They come uncomfortably close to you in that little river!
….both coming and going!
This guy is being boarded by the Coast Guard right in the stilling basin at Frankfort, 100 yards from the CG station. But what are ya gonna do? A boat (or a ship) is the only place in America where there are no 4th amendment rights, and its been that way from the very beginning.
This is the area of big dunes, and this is the biggest, Sleeping Bear.
Sunset at South Manitou Island
North Manitou Shoal Lighthouse
Leland is one of our favorite towns. The Leland river is very short, draining massive Lake Leelanau. The town is on a thin isthmus between the two big waters.
Its still an active fishing port. To legally fish with these gill nets you must be able to demonstrate a specific quantity of Amerindian blood.
Happy is happy to be on her way to Charlevoix.
Entering Round Lake after passing through the Charlevoix Drawbridge. The car ferry to Beaver Island is on the right, the entrance to massive Lake Charlevoix is on the left.
Now coming back south it was quite windy crossing the entrance to Grand Traverse Bay. A helicopter took this picture of us beating into head seas under reefed main and the little #3.
During our windy passage from Charlevoix we lost a halyard up the mast. Safe back in Leland, Owen goes up the mast to retrieve it.
Back in Frankfort we see how this yachting thing is actually done. This guy has a genuine Amphicar from the 1960s that can be launched from davits.
We crossed back over from Frankfort (shown here) to Algoma, WI where the marina is so shallow that all sailboats are consigned to the river dock. THAT’S where it got rough, bucking in our bunks all night as the southern swell came right in the south-facing river mouth (no stilling basin protecting this port).