Since we had been looking for folding bikes, these seemed ideal. We rang the man and said we would be in Sturgeon Bay the next day and he said he would pick us up from the Marina. So if we had gone there tata day we would never have seen the poster....Karma, eh? We ate at a local reataurant that night and retired early for an early start the next day.
At which time we departed Egg Harbour and had an uneventful trip down (other than avoiding the box nets prevalent around the area) and arrived around 10am to be given the same slip we had been on during our last visit. We called the bike man, he picked us up, we bought the bikes, and took us back to the boat. Later that I took one for a test run to buy a tire pump and rode probably 4 miles, after which time I discovered bones in my ass that I didn't know existed. More bad weather was forecast, so I negotiated a deal with the marina, having been there now for 7 days, and it being my birthday...they gave us a free night.
By the way, Centrepointe is a great place with top class facilities and excellent service. The staff could not have been more helpful, taking us wherever we wanted to go and providing any support we needed. .....and I'm not just saying that because they gave us a free night (although it helped).
The next day we took the new bikes for a tutu and discovered the flaw in the Karma theory. Going over a large bump in the road, the rear axle support on Carolyn's broke off rendering its only further use as spare parts for the other one. A disappointment but the excercise was worth it. We know we need, and would use bikes....we just have to be a little more selective in their capabilities. The weather reports were suggesting that the next day was going to be the best for a crossing for about 3-4 days, so we decided to go for it.
When we departed the Sturgeon canal the next morning, we enountered 3-5 foot waves, not the 2-4 forecast and for the first hour we had to make about 14kts to have a comfortable ride. Halfway across, the opposite happened to the forecast. Instead of increasing to 3-5 ft they decreased to 2-4, and an hour later dropped to less than 2, so it was very flat by the time we reached Frankfort.
It had been an interesting crossing - you loose sight of land about 10 miles out and don't see any again until 10 miles from your destination. The strange thing was not seeing any wildlife - no whales or dolphins or penguins, of course, but not even any fish or birds, for that matter. (although about 10 miles out we were buzzed by a strange creature that I swear was a bat!)
We tied up at Frankfort's Municipal marina, which has no Wifi or cable! I called in to Sault Ste Marie CBP and after a little confusion was told that Frankfort came under the jurisdiction of Grand Rapids. I then rang them and, lo and behold, a CBP officer that knew what I was talking about. He took our details (somewhat bemused by our cruising licence number that ended in 00001......"first one they've issued, huh" he said) and told me to give him a call when we moved down the coast until we got past Holland, after which we enter another jurisdiction. After that we were greeted by our next door neighbours Rick and Dianne off TOUCAN, who are Loopers and were invited to cocktails aboard at 5.30 with other Loopers, Tom and Linda (Q's END). It was then that we realised that there had been a change in timezone and it was now an hour later. We had the coktails then went for dinner uptown. The forecast was for that deterioration to arrive the next day so we decided to wait and see about the next days activities.
The next morning TOUCAN was gone, headed for Manistee. By the time we had gone the the supermarket and passed the Farmers market, the wind had picked up so we decided to stay another night. This was also prompted by the local Rotary setting up for thier annual Chicken BBQ right behind the boat.
We also met up with another 453 owner JC (and Debra) from GLASS SEA LADY whic is very similar to our boat. They have owned it for 8 years and JC knows more about his 453 than I think Bert does, and I didn't think that was possible. It was a very useful experience in getting some ideas on how to attack the DC system problem during anchoring out.
Later that afternoon, a wedding party came and had its photo opportunity on the fuel dock beside us.
We partook of the BBQ - $10 a serving and met a lady from Wanganui (yes I spell it the non PC way) and were joined by the folk off GLASS SEA LADY and Debra graced us with a portion of an exquisite blackberry pie she ahd made from locally picked fruit (I just saw her get some more, so I know where they are now).
Overnight the wind got up and Frankfort suffers from a strong swell that enters the harbour in big west winds. We got a couple of big bumps against the dock so at 4.45 I got up and added some more fenders and dock lines. By daybreak the wind had increased so we decided it was prudent to stay another day - it is supposed to ease off tomorrow. I said earlier there is no Wifi, but you can get it sitting outside the Library, where I am now - hence this posting. We talk a walk to the beach at the entrance to the harbour and were pleased to be tied up when we saw the state of the lake. Back at he boat there was a family of ducks sheltering behind us and a large white swan came scrounging around - and got some bread for it efforts.
Well I'd better get this posted while I can and go and cook dinner. Spaghetti Bolognese tonight.
Catch y'all next time