Port Sheldon to Home

8.4 - 8.5

White Lake to Port Sheldon, Pigeon Lake - Saugatuck, Tower Harbor Marina

White Lake

The morning was pleasant and warm… 72 degrees.  Coffee, orange juice, cereal and we are off.  Motor sailed to Port Sheldon.  Arrival, early afternoon.  One boat scooted in just ahead of us.  Darn them!  They took our favorite anchor spot… no worries, plenty of room.  we are the only 2 boats so far.  We sat around and had a leisurely afternoon soaking up the sun.  Decided to dinner at Sandy Point Beach House restaurant .  Cleaned up a bit and dinghy’d off to the boat launch, then a short walk to the restaurant.  Burgers and fries tonight.  Back on board sitting quietly to the hum of the coal fired electoral plant near by.  Another boat has joined the anchorage.  

Kind of hazy...

8.5 

Port Sheldon

It’s been kind of quiet aboard the last couple days as we traveled.  Wrapped up in our own thoughts of returning to our other life and reflecting on the trip.  Today we made the last leg of the voyage and headed for home.  No wind again.  A rain storm on the horizon.  As we round the pier-head headed south, it seems we won’t  be able to skirt the weather.  Within minutes the rain cuts loose and foulies are put to use again.  Hot tea and no bake cookies help the crew muster the next few miles.  The rain passes within an hour, the clouds part to bring out the sun.  Warm again.  Big Red slides by our port side off Holland.  We are one of few boats on the Lake today.  Ahead the ‘white ball’ atop Mnt Baldy tells us we are almost home.  Through the pier head, we feel the heat of land.  The last 30 minutes motoring through the river allow time to tidy things and make final mental adjustments for land lubbin’ again.  Jim eases the ship into the slip and lines are fastened and adjusted.  Everything seems as we left it.  Were we really gone 6 weeks?

Mr. K.     I think he missed us ... 

We walked the 3 miles home to get a car.  Home has survived out absence nicely. Piles of mail to go through.  Mr. K seems to have missed us.  We returned to the boat with vehicle and start the arduous task of packing up.  Upon returning to the boat, we meet friends  who will depart tomorrow for 10 days.  it’s good to see familiar faces.  We take a load home and start the unpacking followed by another day of the same.  Anne did a fantastic job looking after things as did, Bob, Carrie and young Jim.  Thank you all soooo much.  

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Next big trip ?… Live aboard and travel about beginning next summer: until we get tired of it or each other….