We had a calm night at the anchorage in the Bustards. It is definitely one of my favorite places so far. But, Kelley listened to the weather and although today was to be nice, tomorrow was not to be so pleasant. We made the decision to cross Georgian Bay, go through Killarney and on to the anchorage at Covered Portage.

It was a great decision. We had another crossing that one thinks of when one thinks about lakes. There wasn’t a ripple in the water. (Here is a video of our entering Killarney. We had hoped for a bear, but, no luck.) (Once I figure out how to upload it!!!

Covered Portage is a rather large anchorage and is well protected from the winds that were to be blowing. We made our way to the back. This area is clay with weeds and it took some patience to make sure we were in; we were pleased we had taken the time.

Off on a dinghy ride to look at the coastline. Just to let you all know I am thinking about you all. And lo, a boat from home!

Well, it turns out the owner sailed in California a lot and loved Avalon, so that is why he says boat is from there. He lives in Lansing, MI. It was kind of funny to talk to him with my CIYC hat on.

Look at what happens in this place.

What wind that does come in causes the boats to change directions; ones on the right of the area pointed to the middle, those on the left pointed to the middle and the boats in the middle, they continued to face out. Before bed, we were not facing out but towards the back of the anchorage, as were the other boats.

On Friday Kelley took a rock-climbing hike up the granite sides of the anchorage. As you can see the view was spectacular.

This is the view looking east.

And west:

Killarney is just a 10 minute dinghy ride around those rocks. The entrance to the bay is around the rocks to the right.

As you can see the bay is large with lots of room for many boats. We spent a pleasant day. Friday came and we waited for the wind to kick up and the thunder storm. The sky remained blue. A lovely day and evening; but then we went to sleep. There was some rain and that was it; until we went to sleep.

Oh my! The night flashed into day! The thunder echoed around the cliffs. The rain pounded the boat. The storm passed and we held our ground. No sooner were we asleep and there was a rerun, but bigger!

We again checked and all in the bay were holding. Patience in anchoring had paid off.

We left Kilarney, the entrance to the North Channel and entered Georgian Bay. We had missed visiting the Bustards and heard that they were beautiful. We couldn’t miss them and were glad that we didn’t. Click on the images if you would like a better look.