The 1000 islands region in Ontario between Kingston and Rockport is beautiful, with lots to see and do (Especially if you have access to the US side of the water, with Singer Castle, Boldt Castle, Alexandria Bay, Clayton, and many other nice places).
We left last Tuesday morning, with Bear Hunt loaded to the gills. I often tow with empty tanks to lighten the load, but not this time. 18 gallons of gas, 25 gallons of washing water, 5 gallons drinking water, 5 gallons flushing water two coolers of food and drinks, clothes for a week, rain gear, games, and all the other accessories to make the trip comfortable. We towed about 160 miles to Mallorytown Landing where we launched. It's about $20/day to park the truck and trailer, and there was plenty of parking, bathrooms, a small kids' park and hiking trails.
En route: we averaged 15 mpg over the slightly uphill route.
The kids (11, 12, and 14) were a huge help this time around in getting things set up, in the rain.
Here's a higher resolution version of the photo I posted on another thread yesterday:
Setup still in progress.
We launched around mid-afternoon, with a little snafu as the centerboard dropped during launch and snagged the boat on the trailer. Had to climb up the trailer ladder over the bow pulpit to haul the line back up, as it was STUCK. I attempted to just haul the boat out to make it easier to board, but with the board down I could see the boat starting to lean as somehow pressure was being applied to the board. It may have been under a cross-beam at that point, so I put it back in.
We tied up, explored the launch area, and headed out at maybe 6pm ish, heading for a Parks Canada site on Grenadier Island called Grenadier Central, where there are some docking facilities and a nice bay to swim in. It was a little challenging to find the passage between Adelaide Island and the tip of Grenadier island, since there are so many darn islands and sometimes what you think is one island is two, and other times what you think is one island is actually not an island but an extension of another one, with the bridge between the two pieces hidden just under water. But we made it, with the depth sounder minimum reading of 4.9 ft.
After passing through the channel we headed southwest past Sister Island, which is actually in US waters.
Sister island:
Please excuse the bizarre hair on son#1. He dyed it purple a month ago as part of a fundraising campaign for our local children's hospital (raised $1,500) and had to have it bleached, so now it's just yellow.
We arrived at Grenadier Central and took the very last docking space. Unfortunately we took our trip during the Quebec Construction Holidays, when basically everone goes on holiday at the same time. That meant the docks were FULL of loud disrespectful people, who own motorboats and use them without any thought to anyone else, politeness or anything. It was miserable. Watched a guy pee off a dock in full view of another family's children...but no one cared. We heard but didn't see another tattooed nutcase haul off and slap his maybe 4-year old child in the face, then cover it up with kisses and hugs as he realized that he was in public. Maybe I should have gone over there, but I didn't see the event. But it was so unpleasant because no one else there gave a rat's behind about that girl. My heart is sad for her, but I don't know what I could have done with no evidence and no support from anyone there. It seems that in our neck of the woods it's a law to be fat, bald, loud and disrespectful if you own a motorboat. Rant over. It was miserable and we wish we had anchored out instead. The facilities were closed anyways, so no ice, no bathrooms, and limited hiking. We walked over the the beach, where we were the only ones, and spent the rest of the evening there or on board playing games, cooking, and reading. The partying went on into the night.
My wife made a great observation. The dock we were on was simply a trailer park with boats instead of trailers. There was literally no reason for any one of those boats to be there other than to get together and make noise. Why do that in the middle of nature? Don't people come here to appreciate the place? Nope. Drive your boat to a pristine island, start your generator and amped up music, and throw your crap all over the place. Beautiful.
Sorry, rant over. But we really hated that evening because of the people who were there.
The place was beautiful tho. Turtles, snakes, birds of all kinds, and clear water. More later.
