Monday, August 7, 2017

Tuesday, August 1 - The Benjamins

Tuesday, August 1 - The Benjamins

It was time to leave Little Current, but first we needed gas.  This is Wally’s Dock Service, with Wally sitting in front.  It was unusual to have gas but no marina.  Danny especially loved the bent prop and the “We Sell Charts” sign above it on the wall. 


















We will be in the North Channel for the remainder of our Canadian adventure.  It is so beautiful, that will certainly not be a problem for us.









The Benjamins (Benjamin Islands) is another Looper “must see,” so of course we must see it.  We pulled into the harbor at Crocker Island to find about 10 boats already there.









We used a “Med Moor” to tie up.  Med moor is used to stern-tie boats at a dock to free up dock space in the Mediterranean.  Here they are used to stern-tie to the shore so the swing is limited and more boats can anchor in one area.  

The process is to drop the anchor, then use the dinghy to tie a rope from the stern to the shore.  Danny did it perfectly the first time, but was worried that we were too close to the rocky shore.  So we tried again, but this time with me at the helm trying to read his hand signals as he stood on the shore directing.  It was a frustrating process, but we finally made it.

Chrysalis had been waiting during all this process, then it was their turn to try it.  We finally got both boats anchored, tied, and rafted!  WHEW!
 
The anchorage was beautiful, as we had been told.















Now it was time to explore!  We took the dinghies and visited the “beach” so Alex could swim, then drove around the point, and finally around the other boats.  The water was incredibly clear.  Amazing!









Back at the boat, Danny got in the water to check out the shells.   He brought back some tiny mussel shells and an old Indian sex rock.  You will have to ask him to explain that. 














The banks were glorious shades of green.  Again, my photography does not do them justice.




This little family of ducks swam right up to the boat, like neighbors that come calling. 
 Danny wet a hook, but this was all he caught.  Emory’s comment was, “Where’s the sardine can?” 
 And, of course, a beautiful sunset. 
 





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