Day 8: St Joseph, MI to Hammond, IN

Up and away (after the Amtrak came through, of course) as the sun rose on a chilly 8C morning. English muffs and bacon, out of the marina, onto the lake, and into a brisk sou-westerly that was pretty much on our nose... 1-2 m swells. The seas increased as we progressed so that for most of the journey we had 4-5 m swells in between 1-2 m intermediaries.

There was nothing to do but stow everything that could move, hang on, and try not to move around any more than was necessary. Apart from that, no wurries, and all went well. Seas calmed down as we approached Hammond, and pretty soon we were sliding through the hidden entrance of the Hammond Marina in the lee of the huge Hammond Horseshoe Casino.

Tomorrow, I'm hoping the casino attracts taxis so that Rosie and I can get across to the railway station and train-it into Chicago for a good look around.

Tonight, we eat asparagus and cheese sausages from the BBQ, smashed spuds, and peas 'n carrots (with a nice glass of Durif).Leggi altro