July 22, 2014
Well, it’s been 3 years since Kewalo has been in Blind River…and a lot has changed. We arrived here at about 5:40 p.m. Friday night….the dock attendant helped to tie us up…and was gone.No shower key, no registration…thank goodness the restaurant was open and had a shower/washroom key. Matt was very helpful. Beth and I showered, and returned the key to Matt. What a great guy. We returned the favour by having breakfast the next morning at the ma rina restaurant….a small token of appreciation paid for by Mugger….the former owner of Kewalo who picked up the tab for Beth, my son Marty and myself…..breakfast of champions.<grin>Saturday was a nice peaceful day, we registered, paid for our slip and a pump out yet to come, and visited with Marty. Off to visit old friends still in the area….and a chance to view just how much things had changed at the marina. Darryl is no longer the head cheese, and it shows. The docks are in need of some attention…nails popping up, boards not nailed down flat, no fuel available due to the pumps being torn apart for updating, and the showers showing obvious neglect. Not the marina it once was. No fuel…imagine that. Marina staff leaving at 6:00 p.m….on a Friday. And then, through the week, as was yet to come, leaving at 5:00 p.m….huh?
Sunday found us heading off to Lake Lauzon to spend a glorious time with our friends the Seidlers from New Mexico…Alberquerque at that. Army has been coming up this way since 1948…I won’t go into the details of our meeting…suffice it to say that we have been steadfast friends some 25+ years….have been joyously greeted with new additions to the family including new grandchildren, new wives and husbands…..and although we have not been able to cross paths each and every year since our chance meeting with Army….each year we have grown closer and maintained a unique relationship that just about everyone we know would crave. We are family, that’s bottom line. Army is some 94+ years young, and except for maybe some hearing issues…is the same guy I met some time ago.
Sunset – Seidler’s Island
Monday was back to Blind River to prep for some North Channel fishing with my son Marty, his partner Kellie, Beth and I. Fishing licenses for Beth and I….not cheap by any province’s standards, gassing up the boat, all the usual preps. Tuesday a.m. we were off to Spragge Bay in search of lunker bass, pike, perch, pickerel…pickles, basserels…lol…whatever our lines would tangle with. Beth caught the first fish, a nice sized smallmouth bass…and set the tone for the day. We had a great day fishing in Spragge harbour….and headed home just in time to beat the big storm cell which invaded the marina. Lots of lightning all around us, high winds….and then it was calm again, just like that. Sure glad we weren’t out on the lake for all of the that activity.
FishingWe headed off the a local watering hole for the local “pickin’ and a grinnin’ ” session which started at about 6:45 p.m. Thank goodness our friends from New Mexico heeded our warning about getting there early to get a table…it was a packed house! Guitars, fiddles, accordians, banjos, bass players…you name it..it was there, including washboard players! What a night. Lots of old time friends, great pics and just fun times….and did I mention really cheap booze? Yup…by Canadian standards, really cheap booze. The local pickin and a grinning nights have been run at the local Riverside tavern for some 5 or 6 years now……and things just keep getting better and busier!
The Doc and The Captain
Artists from near and far
Staley and Kerry
Mugger playing banjo
Tony gazing outside
So, in the a.m., after some clothes washing, a trip to the local grocery store to do some provisioning….and getting the boat ready, we’ll be off, anchoring out somewhere to watch bald eagles nests, and get away from the so called civilization of the north. Can’t wait. Really. Some quality quiet time…..time to catch up on some boat chores and reading time.
For those of you who haven’t acquainted yourselves with the North Channel…you have to get up here. Enjoy the friendly people, the warm waters….relatively speaking…the breathtaking beauty….the friendly atmosphere…..it’s all here. No light pollution…the calls of the loon to send shivers down your spine….the friendly folks who live here year round who will help/assist at a moment’s notice…..get up here! It is better than any of your friends, including me can describe.