After filling up at St. Ignace Marina with 288 gallons of diesel fuel, we headed out at 9 a.m. for a 42 mile journey to Beaver Island, which is the largest island in Lake Michigan. Conditions in the Straits of Mackinac as we traveled under the Bridge were quite nice, but as we made our turn into the Lake, the wind and waves picked up on our nose, and when the spray started to hit us in the fly-bridge, we went down into the lower station in the main salon to operate the boat.
We were certainly safe and thankful that we were in our fairly large vessel, but truthfully, the conditions were not that great - sort of like riding a bucking bronco! The wind and waves calmed as we approached the island, but then it started to rain! The Beaver Island Marina personnel were welcoming and friendly, and we were glad to be tied up by 1:45 p.m.
We kept watching for a sailboat we saw in the Straits which we knew was supposed to be coming to Beaver Island Marina also, but they never arrived, (another boat "gone missing" never to be seen again) and the crews of those boats that did come in arrived looking wet and tired.
George walked into town and purchased some groceries, and then found a great fried chicken take-out restaurant which provided us with a tasty dinner while we watched Cable TV for the first time since we left home on 6/6. After an hour of viewing we decided that we hadn't missed a thing!
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