By the time I woke up (which I think was
only 7:30) Ana was already showered, dressed and plucked. Tony too was up and
outside the boat enjoying the hot, calm morning. My first job was to get some coffees
rocking and then I moved onto breakfast. In Sandusky I had picked up a tube of that
fantastically unhealthy American pork sausage that they use to make the biscuits
and gravy so I slabbed that baby up and threw the discs into the frying pan. Angela
still hadn't emerged from the aft cabin, but after consulting with my wife I
said, "Tony, you may think your wife is sleeping but Ana was picking up
some Instragram activity so I think she's up!" She appeared shortly after
that, laughing.
Ana and Angela fixed up the picnic table
under the gazebo beside our boat with all the breakfast stuff and we enjoyed a
hearty meal while enjoying the views and having a great chat. After this we
went snake hunting as the dock walls are a favourite hang out for the Lake Erie
water snake, and we managed to spot two of them, thanks to Stella who has a
keen eye for snakes. Now Magnus did not participate in the snake hunt because
he is deathly afraid of serpents, and has been since he was a baby. I've always
wondered if it's because of that time I put a garter snake in the crib with him
for a joke and it crawled all over his face. Looking back, maybe that wasn't such a great
idea.
After we were all showered we threw off the
dock lines, said good-bye to Put-in-Bay and set sail for Rattlesnake Island, which
was located only a few miles west. We weren't sure what was there, as we had
never been close to it before, but as we approached we realized it was a
private island complete with private houses, a private marina and dock and some
very large boats. Not wanting to get shot for trespassing, we turned north and sailed
up to Middle Bass Island, finding a lovely anchorage in a small bay on the
north-west side of the island. We tossed the anchor, tossed in the Hydro Force
Marine Pro supersonic dingy, tossed ourselves in the water, and then tossed back
a beer. Actually Tony did not toss back a beer as he had to fly their airplane
home later that day, and prefers to pound half a bottle of tequila before he
flies to get that intense drunk on instead of the sleepy beer feeling. It makes
him a much better pilot.
We lobbied hard but just could not convince
Magnus to join us for a swim, even though everybody else was in the warm water,
enjoying floating around on pool noodles or leaping off the boat. I said,
"Magnus, there are no snakes in this water. It's way too far from shore
and the snakes never come out this far."
"I don't care," he said,
"I'm not going in."
"Well, your loss. The water is absolutely
beautiful and snake free"
Shortly after saying this, I was floating
on a noodle with a scrubbie brush cleaning off the waterline of the boat when
Stella pointed out across the water and said, "What's that?"
Tony replied, "It's a snake. But keep quiet and don't say anything unless
it gets close to the ladies"
So we watched this big snake swimming
through the water with his head straight up navigating his way right across the
lake to the nearby island. Shows what I know about Lake Erie water snakes.
Fortunately neither the ladies nor Magnus noticed the snake, so there was no
panic, although later in the day I think Magnus got wind of it because he asked
Stella if there had been a snake in the water. She lied and said no, what a
good girl.
After our delicious swim we put the sails
up and had a slow, easygoing cruse eastwards to Kelleys Island, propelled by a
steady 6 knot wind. But since we weren't in a rush…there was no rush and we
arrived at the Portside Marina a few hours later. Kelleys Island is larger than
Put-in-Bay but has much less tourism and is a slow, friendly, easy-going place.
We rented two golf carts and set out for a rapid island tour. By this time the
temperature had really skyrocketed so the breeze created by the roving golf
cart felt great. We drove to the State park and got out to have a look at the beach
and then continued on driving though some nicely shaded country roads until we
found the Kelleys Island Brewery – that's worth a stop.
We ripped back to the golf cart rental
place after enjoying a quick drink and then walked over to our favourite
restaurant on the island, called the Island House, for an early dinner so that
Tony and Angela could catch the 18:10 ferry back to Put-in-Bay. As expected,
the meal was excellent and reasonably priced too. They even served PBR tall cans for $2 – PBR being
"Pabst Blue Ribbon", an outstandingly mediocre American lager, so I
just had to try one of those.
By then it was time to get the Henriques to
the ferry so we walked the two blocks to the ferry dock, said our goodbyes and
waved them off. I had been hoping we'd be able to sail them back to Put-in-Bay and
paddle them to the airport shoreline in our dingy (as that's something we're
yet to do…) but we simply ran out of time, so we left it up to the Henriques to
figure out how to get to the airport from the ferry dock. We would learn later
that Angela had her very fist hitchhiking experience as they thumbed up a golf
cart ride to their airplane!
We sent the kids off to play mini-golf and
returned to the boat salon for an after dinner chill out. When the kids
returned Ana and Magnus walked back up to town to check out a few shops while
Stella and I went snake hunting on the docks. Both teams scored. Stella and I
spotted one snake while Magnus returned, beaming, with a switch-comb. His hair
is going to look so nice.
By then we were all wiped after all the sun
and swimming so we watched a spot of tv and crashed hard, putting the wraps on another
fantastic day in the islands.
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