Parasailing off South Bass Island
Great weather requires another trip to the Lake. With Katy's approaching wedding, the invasion of the relatives, and Ally's departure to college, the First Mate and I decided to spend a relaxing weekend.... sailing (duh!).
We spent Friday night at Herl's waiting out the reported high winds and had pizza at Bruno's in Marblehead. The wind was steady out of the northwest on Saturday as we made our way to Middle Bass Island and our anchorage for the weekend, for the second week in a row, Schoolhouse Bay.
We called Greg and Sandy Millat and invited them to stop by the boat for a beverage or two and enjoy the view of their island from a different perspective. They, in turn, invited us to an impromptu beach party on a small beach/sandbar near the end of the concrete airport runway. We've seen stinkpotters gather like this before, often congregating near the shallows where sailboaters dare not sail. We decided to give it a try, going in Greg's small Chris Craft. We had a good time with the other side of boating life. Good company and good times.
We spent Friday night at Herl's waiting out the reported high winds and had pizza at Bruno's in Marblehead. The wind was steady out of the northwest on Saturday as we made our way to Middle Bass Island and our anchorage for the weekend, for the second week in a row, Schoolhouse Bay.
We called Greg and Sandy Millat and invited them to stop by the boat for a beverage or two and enjoy the view of their island from a different perspective. They, in turn, invited us to an impromptu beach party on a small beach/sandbar near the end of the concrete airport runway. We've seen stinkpotters gather like this before, often congregating near the shallows where sailboaters dare not sail. We decided to give it a try, going in Greg's small Chris Craft. We had a good time with the other side of boating life. Good company and good times.