Geneva to Erie

The weather forecast was for increasing wind so we left early from Geneva on the Lake.

Sunrise - not my favourite time of day!

The fishermen were up and out at the same time as us, heading out on the Lake
to their favourite fishing spots.

We were passed by a huge laker, close enough to see the massive bow wave. We heard it radio in to Conneut that it was going to back into the harbour. Very shortly after we were swarmed by the little fishing boats, all high tailing it in before they would have to wait for the laker to negotiate the entrance.

Interesting name, as that was the next way point on our chart plotter, the lighthouse just off
Presque Isle.

We did the usual motor sailing day activities; read, napped, ate, supervised the auto-pilot, watched the chart plotter, watched for lakers, observed the cormorants, gulls, other boats and the shoreline. The wind built during the day, as forecast, and the boat was smashing loudly into the waves as we came closer to Presqu'Isle.

I took a video of Paul napping and the boat smashing into the waves but it wont load up onto the blog site and it would have made Heather feel ill anyway.

Just before rounding into our approach to Presqu'Isle bay we passed this weather buoy that
looked like something out of Star Wars.

We turned towards shore and had the wind on our side and then behind us as we came in towards the channel. We had a reefed mainsail up and were surfing at over 7 knots - exhilarating.

Buoys at the side of the channel, entering the bay.

It was odd for me to be at the Erie Yacht Club without the craziness that is the Interclub. It was quiet, sedate, the bar was occupied but not noisy, it was easy to get a table in the restaurant.

Zatarra was moored right in front of the clubhouse.

We had a great view of all the "goings on".

The ceremonial cannon (fired every day at sunset and to get everyone up on the morning of the
Interclub race) was pointed right at us.

We ate dinner at the clubhouse and retired early, tired from doing next to nothing all day. The next day we rented a car and Sharon and I did some shopping  while Paul thoroughly checked over the boat as it had had a long day of bashing into waves.