Wayne McCown
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Monday afternoon, I took my wife out on L. Ontario. We ran out to 100' depth, and then spent an hour or so drifting: I made coffee; then my wife read a book stretched out on the sofa-lounge in the cabin (see photo album), while I took a nap in the cockpit seated in one captain's chair with my feet propped up on another.
Then, "coming to," we saw a freighter making its way eastwards in the shipping lane. On a whim, I decided to go out and take a look at it. It was 10 miles out: a nice run out and back @ 22-24 mph. The freighter was pushing quite a large bow wake; not much visible behind...except for the large swells, which were fun to "ride" as we headed back to shore.
C'est la vie! (It's the life!)
Then, "coming to," we saw a freighter making its way eastwards in the shipping lane. On a whim, I decided to go out and take a look at it. It was 10 miles out: a nice run out and back @ 22-24 mph. The freighter was pushing quite a large bow wake; not much visible behind...except for the large swells, which were fun to "ride" as we headed back to shore.
C'est la vie! (It's the life!)