Another dreary day of sailing (poor Kyle)
We had rain and fog all night. As I was checking the weather and drinking my morning coffee, the rain stopped and within half an hour every single cloud had left the sky.
The area turned out to be quite scenic and we wasted no time piling into the dinghy for an explore.
As we were heading out, we noticed a boat called "Caper" anchoring right next to us. This was very exciting because, unbeknownst to everybody but me, Caper is our arch-nemesis.
It all started way back on May 13th, just after we re-cleared into Canada in Brockville. I noticed Caper heading smartly downstream about half an hour ahead of us. They then anchored in Morristown in the exact spot we had been hoping to use. We settled for a spot slightly downstream, were we could keep an eye on them across Skeleton Island. The next day, we left early for the Iroquois Lock and were surprised we weren't followed. We were the first boat through on Opening Day. As we tied up for the night in Morrisburg, Caper sailed on past and disappeared around the corner. Since then, we have been leapfrogging each other from anchorage to anchorage. I'm fairly sure it is a singlehander on board and this person appears to like to sail through the night between widely-spaced destinations. Every time I think I've finally got them, they disappear into the night.
After calling "Ahoy!" a few times to no avail, Maryanne tossed our boat card into the cockpit and I made a point of giving the hull a light smack with the palm of my hand. Caper was now "it". We'll see them later...
We first went to the Spectacle Islands, where we took the short trail to the lighthouse there. As we were turning to head back to the dinghy, we took pictures of a sailboat heading out to sea. Closer examination revealed it to be Caper. They just got here! I shock my fists in the air. Caper!!!
After some inspection and maintenance, we started the day with a trip to see the mini-lighthouse on Spectacle Island
From Spectacle Island we returned to the main beach and walked its entire length in both directions. It is Plover nesting season, so there were a lot of taped-off areas and reminders to only walk on the wet sand to help protect the well-camouflaged nests.
Enjoying the beauty of Carter's Beach and the scampering Piping Plovers
On the way back to Begonia we swung by the other two boats remaining in the anchorage with us. Both boats were American. The one nearest us was a delivery couple late in their season. They were in a hurry to get to Florida and were planning on sailing direct at the next weather window. The other boat, Seraphim, was from Salem, Massachusetts. Amy and Drew were on the return leg of their Summer loop to Nova Scotia. We liked them instantly, but after a day out in the sun, felt too grubby to climb aboard their beautiful boat. Instead, taking my cue from the people at the beach, I had a go at my first "swim" of the season. Oh, that is still not recommended, but at least I feel less grubby.
Anchorage location >> On google maps
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