We made it safely across Lake Ontario this morning, duh, I guess I wouldn’t be posting otherwise. I saw the weather reports and Doppler radar and determined we could be in Henderson Harbor before the rain clouds arrived. As we crossed the lake I saw the storms dissipate on radar.
We still saw 2-3 foot waves with a 4-5 second period (interval). That makes for a choppy surface and a squirrely ride. Now there’s a nautical term straight from the back waters of some Louisiana swamp rat’s thesaurus, squirrely. It means not quite right, as in, it’s not exactly the way it’s supposed to be. Used in a sentence it looks like this:
How was the breeze at your house last night Timmy? Timmy says, “Well Billy-Bob, the wind during that F5 tornado was gettin’ a little squirrily around the edges, it blew all the dandelions out of my yard last night.”
So we made the turn into Henderson Harbor to look for a slip for the night. After almost getting the boat stuck in soft mud near Bays End Marina we hightailed it to Sackets Harbor and booked a slip at Navy Point Marina.
I strung up a hammock and snoozed a little in the cool shade of a large tree.
We invited Terese over for dinner and we all went to Good Fellos for dinner. It was great. Ice cream for dessert and now to bed. Good night ya’ll.
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