From Sinclair Bay north, the possible anchorages increase in number and are separated by fewer miles. The next stop on the journey was Indian Harbor, an area off the big lake with multiple little coves, protected from at least a few wind directions. One of the benefits of cruising in an area where few cruisers ever venture is the best spots you choose for anchoring are available when you get there. No one was at Indian Harbor, so Last Dance was anchored in the cove with the protection from all winds. She can be seen in the background in the above image. This stop began a two-week period where only two other boats were seen.
The cove itself was treed with thick forest right down to the water line, leaving little access for shore exploration. This is partly due to the fact that Lake Superior was 2 feet higher than normal, bringing the water line much higher along the shore. However, some of the islands inside the large Bay are more prone to thrashing by the waves and had beaches still above the water line. Rock beaches.
On the side of the islands facing the big lake, the beaches took more of a thrashing and were even larger. Another great day for the beachcombers.
The rocks on the beaches had been tumbled for centuries, rounding and polishing them. The ones still underwater show their true colors. So many different colors of granite that must have come from many different places, ground away by the glacier ice and later polished by the lake waters.
Indian Harbor also began the lessons of the Lake Superior fog. It is unpredictable and follows no pattern. This image is from the boat looking north and toward the opening to the big lake. The fog arrived at 6 pm and was gone at 7 pm. It becomes eerie quiet, more so the thicker it becomes.
