When our morning visitors were shuttled back to the dock, Lynn, Tony, Dan and I got underway. Once again, when we pulled out of the protection of the cove we were hit by the winds and rough waters. We made our way across the lake to the NY side, holding on the entire time. Lynn and Tony began to relax and really get into the “boating thing”.
Dan dropped anchor on the New York shore, just SW of the Four Brothers islands, and we took a break from the rough waters while we had lunch. Now it was time to get the poor neglected paddle board down. It hasn’t seen the water since Costa Rica and was, I’m sure feeling slightly abandoned. After a spin around the little bay, we loaded it back up and headed north.
We passed Pumpkin Reef and rounded Hatch Point to enter Willsboro Bay. This fiord-like area is bordered on the west by a steep, wooded shoreline which houses the railroad tracks. Its eastern shoreline has two small marinas, a launch ramp, some lovely beach homes and a sheltered anchorage where we dropped anchor for the night.
The duck and gulls made the rounds between the anchored boats just about dinner time. You think maybe they have this “begging” thing down pat?
We have two new Fan Tan convert. Jan and Debi started this sweeping fad in CA and we have left a trail of new fans all along our route.