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13th
North
American Rally Wellesley Island SP, New York * July 14-20, 2012 ..... |
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My
First
Wayfarer Rally: Wellesley Island 2012
OK. Time to stop
reading all about it and start doing it. I mean I have
spent so much
time on the Canadian Wayfarer web site I am sure I
will recognize most
of the attendants of the Wellesley Island Rally before
I am even
introduced. After a few emails from Al, Kit and
Dick and some
last minute shopping I think I was ready. I had chart,
flares, fire
extinguisher, paddles and all the other required
safety equipment.
Convincing my wife was easy with the help of Kit
Wallace's report
and pictures of the town of
1000 Islands from the previous rally in the area. This
one even had a
miniature replica of the house on its front porch.
Yes, all was going
good. I even managed to get the time off work. There
was only one
problem, I didn't own a Wayfarer, I had never raced,
and by the look of
the list of people who signed up I was going to be the
only CL-16
attending. This caused me some concern, would they
accept me or would I
be looked down upon all week. It would be a long drive
and an even
longer week if I was going feel like I didn't belong.
 Excitement grew
as we
crossed the 1000 Island Bridge and got a look at the
St. Lawrence River
below. Crossing into the US from Canada went OK for
us. We had decided
it would be easier to take an empty cooler and buy our
food there
rather than try to figure out what was allowed or not.
We did see one
other boat getting inspected; apparently you can only
bring a certain
amount of alcohol across the border.
 Well, my
concerns about
fitting in with the group were soon put to rest. From
the moment I met
the first boat owner until the time we left, all we
got was kind words
of encouragement and acceptance. Later I wondered how
much of that was
due to the fact that I was the only one with a motor.
I am sure I would
have been even more popular, had the wind died on one
of the day
cruises. I watched the focused look of skippers
skillfully
manoeuvring their boat in and out of the docks, I
found myself using my
noisy motor less and less. I was even very proud of
making it back to
the dock without firing her up (the motor, not the
crew).
 The
Wellesley Island
area is a great place for day cruising with its
many islands, narrows
and beautiful scenery.
 Day one took us to Canoe Point on Grindstone Island. We left the dock at 12:00 and arrived at 14:00. We arrived about the middle of the group, which eased my concern about being last and holding everybody up all week. One of the beauties of this area is the multitude of State Parks with good docks and picnic areas, Canoe Point being one we used a few times through the week. Day 2: The plan the next day as discussed at the 9:00 captains' meeting was to head for Bluff Island past Canoe Point and Picton Island. There was talk of a small unique gift shop on the island. We started off in light winds until we got past Canoe Point where winds increased. They seemed to be funneling up the channel between Picton Island and Murray Isle. The wind increased to about all I was willing to handle when we noticed a little white marker right ahead of us. I should have studied the chart better, there were two rocks awash right in the center of the channel. If that wasn't enough there was a big power boat bearing down on us trying to figure out which way we were heading. All the fleet, except one behind us were already out of sight. That was enough for me; the Bluff Island gift shop would have to wait for another day. I had nothing to prove, better safe than sorry, so I made the conservative decision and we turned around for Canoe Point. I figured when they stopped for lunch on the way back I could act all cool and ask them "What took you guys so long?" Day 3 the winds were even stronger with rain in the forecast. Some of the group thought it would be a good day to practice capsize drills. We later learned that some who hadn't decided to practice capsizing did it anyway. We decided to head to Alexandria Bay and take one of Uncle Sam's boat tours which would visit both sides of the river; viewing very upscale cottages of the rich and famous and then drop us at Boldt Castle, on Heart Island on the return trip. If you are ever in the area this is a very worthwhile side trip. Check it out first though, as some tour boats don't stop on the Island.  I've heard of
a
three-car garage but this would work, too.
   Day four the wind was very light. Paddled away from the dock (wouldn't be right to pass everyone with the motor). I think the intent of the group was to go North past Ash and Wallace Island (probably Kit and Patsy's idea) and back through the narrow channel called the elbow and then return to Watterson State Park for a lunch and swim. I had seen the strong current bubbling around the island the day before from the comfort of Uncle Sam's tour boat and one look at the amount of detail on the chart had me convinced I would maybe catch up to them for lunch again. So we headed across to the Canadian side and took a look around. Apparently it is fine to sail along there but even though we were Canadians, we could not anchor or dock there as we had entered into the U.S. by car.   Watterson Point was only a few miles from Wellesley and had a great dock, picnic and swim area.  There wasn't
quite
room for everyone but no problem for these
experienced cruisers, they
found a nice little cove.
 Day five, the plan was to go through the Gananoque Narrows past the Lake Fleet Islands to Camelot Island than back up the side of Grindstone to Canoe Point for a late lunch before returning. This was our biggest day of the trip: 14 nautical miles. We were really getting the hang of it until the wind would funnel between the islands and give us quite a knock. Coming from the shores of Lake Huron on the Ontario side, we were not very familiar with such shifty winds. We normally sail with a steady west wind with only one island in the area and very few navigational aids. So this was a great learning experience for us.  One of the
issues
with being out in your boat is trying to get
pictures of it sailing.
My wife happened to mention this to Al (I think because he had the biggest camera) and he was up for the challenge.  It was great
to have
some company to sail with and learn from.
 Hey Al, where are you going ... how about a few more pictures.  Al, Al, slow down ... Looks like I've got a thing or two to learn about keeping up with the masters.  Another added
bonus
of this area was the incredible amount of Osprey
that seemed to be
nesting everywhere.
 These were American Osprey and proud of it.  And these two
young
located right at the Park entrance would test their
wings but weren't
quite ready to leave the nest.
 Some chose a more traditional look for cruising. Yes, this was a very special week for us. Thank you to every one of you who made us feel a very warm welcome, who gave us words of advice and encouragement along the way and who shared your knowledge and experience with us. We arrived not knowing what to expect; we left with many fond memories, and new friends. Who knows? You may even see me upgrade to a Mark 1 woody one of these days.   And it
wouldn't be
right without a parting sunset.
Looking forward to our next rally, and to seeing all of you again. Blessings, Don and Deb CL-1068 Notta Yachta |
