 Saturday, July 13, 2002
That big Muskie is still hiding under the lilly
pads because dawn found his cove mist-covered and unruffled... too smooth
a surface to upset with a cast. This kind of view is typical of the lakes
and streams here when the cool morning air mixes with the warm water
below. The mist hovers for a while... and you hold your breath as it
slowly melts away. Another day begins.
We up-anchored -- what a great thing to be able to say
-- pushed a button and up it came! It works, finally! -- and moved on toward
another adventure, the Big Chute. This is where you drive your boat into a huge
railway contraption which hoists you into slings and carries you (and numerous
other boats) over the mountain, down the hill and into the water below. The drop
is too big and too rocky for a normal lock, so the Chute is the answer! We
docked for a while and watched the operation before jumping in. Maybe these
photos will tell the tale:
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After the Chute it's just a few short turns of the
rudder and you're in Severn, Ontario, the end of the Trent Severn Waterway, and
the beginning of Georgian Bay. The waterway is 386 kilometers in all and we've
enjoyed every meter of it.
Tonight, we've had another great dinner at Myrtha and Ants house in Midland,
played snooker and darts with their neighbors George and Lee and said final
goodbyes to Marj and Gene... George gave us a lot of tips on how to avoid the
rocks and where are the best anchorages between here and Kilarney. Kibon is at
the Midland Harbour Dock ready to jump off into Georgian Bay in the morning and
we'll be somewhere in the thirty thousand islands by evening. What a life!
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Cruisin' The Loop Aboard Kibon