It is Sunday and time for us to move on now going south west. We have our visitor on board and our Capt. Tom is very happy to have a companion finally. It is a pleasure to have Jelaine join us for a few days and create the balance that is so much needed on this long journey of ours. Plus her help with washing dishes, shamming the boat and many other chores that usually fall into my lap is very much appreciated and welcomed.
It also was nice to have a companion doing my morning yoga on the bow of the boat. The ride is short and uneventful even though the wind is blowing out of the S SW which if we were out there on open waters where our trip is taking us to would be most unpleasant. Thank God for little favors!
As we reach our marina to which we have grown accustomed to during our previous stay we are greeted by the sound of bag pipes and some loud cheering. There seems to be a game going on up at the recreational grounds just above the marina. Jelaine is kind enough to go and explore and take a couple of pictures of the event. Old traditions have been revived and people in costumes are displaying times gone by while the bag pipers joyfully pipe away at their instrument and tradition.

It is a lovely day and while I am busy preparing Osso Bucco for dinner Jelaine and Tom go hiking the St. Peter’s trail. It is 5 mi path that takes you down by the water and cross the forest paths to the lock and back either through town or again the trail leading now up some serious inclines and more of beautiful views of the lighthouse and the water of the bay on the other side of the mountain. Today those two had a rescue of a raven caught up in some strings and a branch of a tree. Tom climbed the tree to free the struggling bird from certain death and cut her loose from unfortunate captivity.
Joe got to watch his race at the marina TV and I walked around the sports field while being greeted and inventively observed by a beautiful rabbit and three squawking ravens on top of power poles. It was a mellow and cool evening at the lake till out views were obstructed by the arrival of a 120 foot big yacht that was docking for the night before their early morning departure to Halifax.