Slideshow of a few day’s archived webcam images, including night of Friday The 13th with all the ectoplasmic activity….. 🙂
The month of November in Ontario Canada is not known for boating weather.
Rather it is the time when most recreational boats are hauled out and put to rest for the winter. Exceptions are the liveaboards concentrated around Toronto – a couple of hundred boats that remain afloat as private residences, not unlike us, except that we are alone in the north country (by choice).
Where we are is near the town of Bobcaygeon on Pigeon Lake, Lock 32, part of the Trent Severn Waterway that is also a big portion of the America’s Great Loop.
This year, so far, we have been blessed with a mild and very pleasant November. So far….
We took the opportunity to go for a short cruise from our marina location to downtown Bobcaygeon, where the lock is, and these are some of the images of us being the only boat left on the lake, taking advantage of a perfect autumn day.
As a pleasant surprise, our friend Andrea McClure was in her backyard and took this image, which is great, since we never get a chance to see what our boat looks like from ashore:
I don’t know when they started to call Pacific storms “hurricanes”, they were always a “typhoon” before, but this one was true to its calling and nicely trekked east and north into Atlantic regions.
For us on the Great Lakes today, those remnants are merging with a local system to produce our so called first “winter storm” while it is still autumn….
I have the webcam set up on the dock, refresh set at 2 seconds, hoping to catch some wild water action, but the strong winds that will affect us, turning to west from east and south, will not materialise until tomorrow morning.
Our onboard webcam is live 24/7 @ http://www.cruisingdog.com
Most of the boat shave been hauled out – we are enjoying the solitude now and are looking forward to being icebound.
Flight over Rice Lake near Gores Landing.
Just a stone’s throw away from our marina and a short dinghy ride away, is Nogies Creek, funneling the headwaters of the Precambrian Shield to Pigeon Lake. Here linger the spirits of First Nations and European settlers, who paddled these waters some two hundred years ago.
Peaceful shallows, dotted with cottages and the odd grandiose homestead.
This was our first trek up the creek this year, thankfully not much has changed since our last visit of 2014, also featured on this blog….