Allan and Heather Yates Cruise the West End of the North Channel
in W728, a Wooden Wayfarer, July 12-16, 2021


Taking inspiration from the 2015 cruise log Following Beatrice into Paradise, my daughter, Heather, and I planned a four-night, five-day cruise in the North Channel of Lake Huron. Our previous cruises had been two-nighters out of Parry Sound on Georgian Bay in W728 (above), a Wayfarer purchased by my father in 1972 from Kingston's Wally Schwenger.


Cruising-Wayfarer-specific outfitting of the Wayfarer included:

  • Grapnel anchor with 150' of rode.
  • Hans Gottschling canvas boom tent.
  • Self-made mosquito netting tent.
  • Honda 2.3 HP 4 stroke outboard motor w/ eight litres of fuel.
  • Mainsail with single set of reefing points.
  • 50 Amp-Hour LiFePO4 battery for lighting and mobile charging.
  • TrakMaps printed chart and Navionics electronic chart plotter on an iPhone.
  • Portable VHF marine radio.
  • LED light string under the boom.

 

When cruising, we always sleep on the boat, but do all cooking on land. An eight hour drive from our home in Merrickville near Ottawa, Ontario brought us to Blind River. As there are no (interesting) anchorages close to Blind River, we stayed the night prior to the cruise at the Lakeview Inn which is actually a motel. It had the best accommodation reviews in the area, and an on-line booking cost of $120. The proprietor could not have been more friendly. The motel itself was very clean and well kept; highly recommended. Dinner this night was a satisfactory take out fish & ships from the 17 Restaurant, eaten on a picnic table by the river.


It turned out that the Blind River marina has camping as well. There are only a few spots, and they are small, but they are fully serviced and at a beautiful location right on the point in the marina. At a cost of only $15/night, the value can't be beat. Toilets and showers are available as well. Overall we were very impressed with Blind River as an outpost. Somebody, obviously a few years ago, had put a lot of effort into sprucing the place up.
 


The next morning we launched at the marina, technically beside the marina. After a long discussion with the marina attendant, who thought we wanted dock space, camping, mooring, and who knows what else, we eventually agreed that everything on the ramp side of the hedge was no charge, including both launching and parking. Bonus! The OPP launched a patrol boat while we were prepping, so we figured that they must keep a reasonably close eye on the place.



Wind the first day was not only light, but an easterly, which was exactly our intended direction for the Benjamin Islands. But as we will see, that was not to be. After a 10 am start, we were making mostly only 2-3 knots, and having to beat. While the wind picked up a little later, getting us up to four knots at times, it was obvious we were not going to make the east end of John Island, our first night's objective. We decided to aim for a closer spot, and checked out a few locations, eventually settling on Turnbull Island. Total distance covered was 18 NM over 6 ½ hours.


Here we had a sand beach and were completely protected from both wind and waves. However, there was no easily accessible open spot for cooking, relaxing, etc. The other side of the point had some rocky areas, with a view out to the channel, but fighting through the undergrowth was not an appealing journey, . We did have a nice swim though. We tried for coffee and hot chocolate on the beach, but were sent scurrying for the mosquito tent on the boat about 9:30pm when mosquitoes descended. This was in spite of a pair of Thermocell repellers, which work great at home. This mosquito feeding frenzy turned out to be a nightly occurrence.










The second day dawned with a nice breeze, but very heavy rain forecast for early in the afternoon. We thus planned an abbreviated day, with the hope to get to an anchorage still dry. It was a nice sail, though still beating against an easterly breeze, averaging 3-4 knots. The many islands make for great cruising, as there is always something to go around, if the tack doesn't work for one island. We were just making it close to the anchorage when the heavens opened. We kept sailing, but then the wind died completely, so we packed it in, and fired up the outboard. It was still raining cats and dogs when we anchored at Dewdney Island. A distance of 11 NM over 3 ¾ hours.






We setup the boom tent to keep the Wayfarer from being flooded, and then setup a tarp on land. This anchorage was much better, and it was an easy open walk to the top of the island for setting up camp. As we were already soaked, we setup our tarp, and then were able to change into dry clothes followed by a drink!

 




The anchorage itself was idyllic with a stupendous view from our campsite. There were only a couple of keel boats and a motor cruiser present.




The forecast for our third day was light winds, but the fourth day was looking like 20-30 knots of wind and an accompanying strong wind warning. As we had to be back in Blind River on the fifth day, we were hesitant to head further east. Thus we planned to just take a scenic route north to Bear Drop Harbour. The wind was nice to begin with, but faded away around noon. We drifted around for a while, but eventually had to give it up as a bad job, and motored around Lesueur Island and over to Bear Drop Harbour.

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Bear Drop Harbour was the best anchorage yet. While we were sharing this particular cove with about eight keel boats, we had a gorgeous island all to ourselves. As was to be expected, there are few dinghies cruising, and the keel boats rarely go ashore. Given the projected winds for the next day, and that we would be spending two nights here, we set up camp in a well-protected area near the boat.

 




With heavy rain forecast for overnight, we set up the Wayfarer with the boom tent. Sometimes we just lie from the anchor; it's fun to swing around during the night. Other times we keep a stern line to shore as well.

 


The key out here was definitely getting hidden within the tent soon after sunset, before the mosquitoes would come out by the millions. Then just getting into the tent would bring in hundreds which then must all be killed. It worked out much better to give up on the last 30 minutes of bug-free time, and get established within the tent before the onslaught. In that manner, there would only be maybe 2-3 mosquitoes to swat - much more relaxing.


Overnight there was a tremendous down pour. While the boom tent needs a lot of holes around the shrouds and such plugged with sock to keep out the mosquitoes, it does keep out the rain perfectly. Other than an few drops trickling down the mast, it was as dry as a bone inside. We stayed inside a little later than normal, until around mid-morning, when the rain came to an end.

 


As the day progressed, and the wind shifted around, we buttoned down the tarp to protect us and keep us warm. What should have been a little quiet day, reading books and drinking coffee, got a little more interesting.
 
A keel boat came in and anchored pretty much on top of us. Clear, but only just. We suddenly noticed that the keelboat wasn't where it had been, and was coming even closer to our boat. As we ran for the shore, we could see it was basically running loose with neither the anchor, nor stern line holding it. It was heading straight for our bow, but fortunately, its keel got hung up on the rocks just off our bow. We grabbed the stern line to hold the drifting boat off the rocks, and made a call over VHF 16 looking for the skipper (he was visiting another boat). I was actually surprised that two boats responded to the call, and were able to get hold of the skipper. They used one of their little dinghies to tow the boat into the middle of the harbour where the anchor was reset. We needed a drink after that bit of excitement! A husband and wife, from one of the keel boats, invited us over for coffee in the afternoon. We have a very nice two hour chat with them. They live in Kitchener, keep their boat (a Catalina 28) at Lion's Head, and do a three week cruise every summer. While we were having coffee, a Securité call came over the VHF radio from the coast guard, a squall was heading for us. Sure enough, 5-10 minutes later the winds jumped up and the water got choppy; and this in the very protected anchorage. We would not want to have seen that in the open channel. We saw a couple of bald eagles, herons, and cormorants, and a pair of these cute little mink!







A swim around the island completed the day. As no rain was forecast for overnight, we switched back to the mosquito netting tent. By now we had the night time routine down pat. Get under cover early, and relax a bit on the boat.




After a peaceful night, the day started with light winds. We motored out of the inlet, and picked up the breeze. We then had a wonderful sail back to Blind harbour. Both the wind and waves picked up as the day progressed, giving a fine ending to the cruise. It took but a couple of tacks, to cover the 18 NM back, over 4 ½ hours.




Most importantly Blind River has great ice cream, which can be found at the Video Movie House. Then right next door is A Touch of Home with very good home cooking and baking. Great for some food for the drive home. While the original distance objectives of the trip were not met, it was a very good education on how much the wind can affect distance travelled. All the other experiences on the trip were very valuable in to increasing our capabilities and confidence.

Allan & Heather Yates