We motored away from Pentwater at 8:00 am heading south. In some strange way we feel like the adventure begins again as PW is our last familiar port. From now on we enter and depart from the unknown. White Lake was our destination logging 38 miles sailing and motoring on lumpy water.
Along the way we saw two Monarch butterflies. One bravely headed to WI and the other more conservatively skirting the shoreline. Neither decided to hitch a ride. On our evening walk to a country music concert in the park we saw yet another Monarch flitting among the wild flowers in the city’s amazing natural garden sea wall. See pictures below.
We are moored at the Whitehall Municipal Marina where it is a quiet Tuesday. Grilled chicken, beans and rice, salad, and blueberry pie were on the dinner menu.
Quote of the day: “The life changing magic of tidying.” Important, as only those living on a boat can attest! Yesterday I couldn’t find my phone charger.
Boat name of the day: Bare Naked Happy Dance (moored next to us but we haven’t yet seen the naked)
Happy 17th birthday Joe Bolea!