On Friday we launched the dinghy and explored the waters
surrounding Yankee Cove. We took the hand
held GPS with us just in case the fog closed in again. It was such a relief to see blue sky. The solar panels had to come out of their
slumber and get back to work. There was
no fish farm to be found in our little bay.
During our exploration of the bay’s edge, we heard a workboat speeding
through the fog and then appear near us.
With a quick wave from the driver without missing a beat, he weaved
through a creek and disappeared again in the fog. Of
course we followed. That little creek led
into another bay, where we found the stored the nets and an operational fish farm. Myron thought that bay was even more
beautiful than Yankee Cove, but too risky to get the big boat into it. As a side note, I do wish they would use red
or yellow floats rather than black, as black floats are very hard to see in the
fog.
Our 20 to 25 knots materialized Friday afternoon and then
disappeared again by midnight. Today was
supposed to be 15 to 20 knots out of the northwest, but it was much less and
then swung back to the southwest. Something
we have noticed in Canada is that we cannot find any bouys that give weather
information (wind, swell height and period, temperatures). When we are having trouble with forecasts in
the states, the bouys are a big help in getting information real time, even
while we are on the move (can pick them up over HAM radio).
Today’s trip was easy enough. We had good visibility departing our
anchorage – probably a good thing we could not see what we were getting into
when we came in! Lots and lots and lots of
rocks. We timed rounding Cape Canso to
be about slack low tide, and that appeared to be a good decision. We had light winds on our beam. Before we knew it the water temperature was nearing
60F and we were entering the St. Peter’s canal to go into the Bras d’Or Lakes. The folks at the lock were as easy going and
nice as could be. There is no schedule,
so they told us to come right to the lock and they would grab our lines, they
would have us through in no time. We got
a bunch of materials about places and events on the lakes, some pins, a sticker
and a key float. Then we got the run
down on how they will drop us two feet and when they will open the bridge. Easy peasy.
Locals were fishing in and near the lock, eavesdropping on our
conversation.
We yelled thanks and goodbye as we passed through the swing
bridge. When I turned forward to look at
the lake we were entering, my jaw dropped.
I mustered an “oh my gosh!” and Myron was making this throaty ‘cat ate
the canary’ laughing sound. “Oh yeah” he
says, “it was worth it!” We have only
seen a ½ mile of the lakes and we love it!
Perfect evergreen trees rimmed in by blue water and a blue sky dotted with
little white clouds. We have shed our
flowlies, fleeces and wool socks and are back in shorts and sandals. The cockpit enclosure is opened back up. I think the air temperature must be 20F more
on the lakes than Yankee Cove.
We took a mooring to make it easy to do laundry, get
groceries and get internet. Now that we
are here, we need to figure out where we are going on the lakes!
Love to all,
Dena
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