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The programme for the day seemed quite sedate and we set off in the
traditional MOAer style : woolly hats, gloves and occasional flying helmet
unearthed from the bottom of the suitcase well pressed – there was clearly a
distinct chill in the air!
On the approach to Port Wing it became apparent that we were not the only
intrepid veterans on the road, as we saw coming towards us a dressed in
lycra shorts helmet and gloves, a veteran roller skater! Fortunately he had
good control over his wheels.
A roving reporter mentioned that a bear had been spotted on SR13 near
Bayfield and that a it had an immediate aversion to a lilac coloured car
approaching at speed and fled from the road to the forest!* Lilac seemed to
be so conspicuous with the summer retreat spotted in a wooded roadside
coppice near Mercer of the same colour! This area also had an abundance of
lilac lupins along the roadside so Jeremy should have felt at home. (* For
the sake of veracity we had admittedly overtaken a couple of Mogs at some
speed but did slow down in deference to our lilac bodywork and even had
enough time to capture the bear on video ambling across the road from
centreline into the side growth! Ed)
We found Bayfield, dominated by Brownstone buildings, specialised in hats so
we had to have one and the natural choice was of course red! Lac du Flambeau
revealed a pair of ducking and diving loons. It seemed the region was barely
out of winter.
Once settled at our destination the Chanticleer Inn at Eagle River several
were drawn to the ocean waves - albeit on a tranquil lake. A couple of small
pontoons were launched with Captains Peter Camm & Paul van der Straten in
charge with a spirited standing start we set off on an adventure to explore
the islands. Things of interest spotted were : a bear dressed in blue
trousers and red shirt, plastic palm trees, rubic cube house and naturally
plenty of plastic ducks !
On approaching a secluded inlet Commodore Harrison was spotted on land so it
was only right and proper that all should be upstanding to attention on the
trusty vessel and give the appropriate salute! Capt. Camm became over
zealous and put the craft into overdrive and all the “crew” tumbled over.
Pontoons returned safely to harbour and the “I’m for rent sign” replaced I
am told in an appropriate place – on the Commodore’s car!
So to an end of a sedate day one of the highlights for us of course spotting
a golf course called Norwood!
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