The Admiral and the Mother drove up to inspect the new house and to help with the many projects that needed done. Keeping up with the Admiral was the hard part of the week, going from power washing walls and patios to cutting down the honeysuckle forest. I was glad when we were finally able to drive up the Lake for a little sailing.
The breeze was light on Friday and with the forecast containing light and variable winds from the north to northeast, we decided to set anchor in Burgundy Bay at Middle Bass Island. I cooked dinner and we played Farkle and Backgammon until dark. The Admiral was the undisputed Farkle champion but Backgammon is not his thing.
I was wakened at 5:30am by the slapping of water against the stern which is not what I expected. In spite of the weather forecast, the wind was blowing 12 knots from the southwest and whitecaps were beginning to form. This made our anchorage really unprotected and we were bouncing up and down. I waited for an hour, woke up the Admiral, pulled up the anchor, and motored over to Put-In-Bay for a mooring. This gave us time to make some breakfast before taking advantage of our good fortune and getting some sailing in.
The Admiral at the helm. The breeze was light on Friday and with the forecast containing light and variable winds from the north to northeast, we decided to set anchor in Burgundy Bay at Middle Bass Island. I cooked dinner and we played Farkle and Backgammon until dark. The Admiral was the undisputed Farkle champion but Backgammon is not his thing.
I was wakened at 5:30am by the slapping of water against the stern which is not what I expected. In spite of the weather forecast, the wind was blowing 12 knots from the southwest and whitecaps were beginning to form. This made our anchorage really unprotected and we were bouncing up and down. I waited for an hour, woke up the Admiral, pulled up the anchor, and motored over to Put-In-Bay for a mooring. This gave us time to make some breakfast before taking advantage of our good fortune and getting some sailing in.
The wind continued from the south to southwest all day at 10 to 12 knots giving a great day of sailing. We leave Put-In-Bay around 8:30am and sailing east to Kelley's, going north of the island and further east past Sandusky into the bigger Lake basin. The fishing boats were out in droves keeping us on our toes as we sailed in and out of the fleet trying not to hit anyone.
Boat speeds averaged 6 knots as we looked for unsuspecting fellow sailors to race. One poor fellow at the helm of a 38 foot Hunter with a girl on the foredeck didn't stand a chance. We fell into the chase from behind, quickly caught up with him, and passed him on the windward side, stealing the wind from his sails and I'm sure making him look bad in from of his girlfriend. Score! We sailed until mid-afternoon around Catawba Island. With another round of rain approaching, we decided to get in as much sailing as we could
Boat speeds averaged 6 knots as we looked for unsuspecting fellow sailors to race. One poor fellow at the helm of a 38 foot Hunter with a girl on the foredeck didn't stand a chance. We fell into the chase from behind, quickly caught up with him, and passed him on the windward side, stealing the wind from his sails and I'm sure making him look bad in from of his girlfriend. Score! We sailed until mid-afternoon around Catawba Island. With another round of rain approaching, we decided to get in as much sailing as we could