Saturday October 8, 2011
I’m starting to think that West Michigan is beginning to have a trend in the second weekend of October of gorgeous summer like weather. Make no mistake though, while I’m thrilled to have it right now I hope to high hell that I’m not around next year for the trilogy. Relishing the chance to throw on shorts again they were actually a necessity from spending all afternoon in the bedroom completely overheating from the sun blazing through my window. Also following the warm weather trend this year was not much wind on the water once we got out to the mooring. Wanting to take advantage of the opportunity of being able to anchor without high winds we brought Serendipity out to the breakers by the pier to spend the night. After motoring around the shallow waters for 10 minutes and debating between ourselves we finally dropped anchor in a spot we were sure would not drag us into jagged rocks or the pier should the wind pick up and shift.
Matt surprised me by telling later that night we could take the dinghy to shore and hit up Captain Jacks, a bar on the beach, for a few drinks. Did you hear that? We are going out for drinks! We never get to go out for drinks. That’s an occasion normally reserved for once a month when we’re out with friends, and more and more that’s even being converted to pizza and a 12 pack at a friend’s house to save the money of actually going out. But tonight I had the option to go wild and possibly even order an imported beer. Only 1 of course, we’re still on a budget. Enjoying the balmy evening we grilled cheeseburgers and watched the locals walk the pier. I asked Matt if he wouldn’t mind taking a detour there after dinner so I could get some good sunset photos. After cleaning up the plates, changing into long pants just lounging on the boat a little longer we eventually got in the dink to go ashore. Motoring ourselves in as far as possible and then gunning it before it became too shallow for the engine we glided up to a point where I was able to jump out on dry sand and pull us the rest of the way in.
When we had it towed all the way up on the sand we began to walk the few hundred feet to the beginning of the boardwalk where there were also a lot of other people out that had the same idea we did. Once on the boardwalk we could also get good perspective on Serendip and see exactly where she was positioned in the breakers which happened to be smack dab in the middle which was funny because both of us felt that we were way too close to either the rocks of the breakers on one end or the smaller [of the two] lighthouse on the other end. We had fun taking a leisurely walk and even stopped at some of the giant rocks on the Lake Michigan side so Matt could jump around on them while telling me I couldn’t join because I’d kill myself. I’m sure that’s not true and I would have only ended up with a broken leg, but I stayed put all the same. Once we finally reached the lighthouse at the end the sun was dangerously low in the sky and crowds were forming to watch it drown. Just like everyone else around me I became snap happy with my camera even laying on the cement for some good angles while Matt looked at me like I was crazy. I have to say though, I think they’re some of the best photos I’ve gotten all year.
Once the sun was down we made our way back down to the dinghy where we’d relax on the boat a little more before going out for drinks. It wasn’t even 8:00 yet and we didn’t want our night to be over by 9:30. Being the gentleman that I am I told Matt to hop in the dinghy and get the engine ready while I pushed us off. Figuring that if I had my jeans rolled up to my knees I could keep them from getting wet but of course the only pair of long pants I had with me for the weekend besides my sweatpants ended up soaked from the knee down. Getting back on the boat I quickly took them off in hopes that an hour of laying out would get them dry before we left again. I was not going to make my debeut at Captain Jack’s in sweatpants. Once I did have my sweats on for lounging on the boat we took our sport-a-seats up to the coachroof (raised part of the deck) to watch the sky turn all shades of orange and yellow and pink before becoming dark. Just as it was hitting twilight there was a large tanker that began to enter the channel, probably over 400 ft long. All of the lights on deck were ablaze and we took advantage of our close proximity to it. Mos of the time we only see them from our mooring and don’t get a close look. This time we could fully make out the deck and bridge and people onboard. It was great to see it that close from anchor because I don’t want the next time something that size comes that close to me be in the middle of the night in the open ocean while it’s charging at me at full speed. When that excitement was done we had new entertainment of a powerboat of what appeared to be drink twenty-somethings speeding around in the breakers and by the pier. Their stereo was blasting and they were doing donuts while hooting and hollering at the people on the boardwalk. Since we were the only other boat out there at that point and they weren’t coming near us and were only in danger of harming themselves I decided not to blow the whistle and call the Coast Guard which was right next to us.
After the drunkies made their way into Lake Michigan and things became quiet again we turned our attention to the stars that were starting to come out. Even with some of the lights from shore and the boardwalk lighting up the night sky there were a few bright stars standing out. I picked out a few of the major constellations I knew like Orion and the Big Dipper but there was one very bright star standing alone that neither of us could place. I remembered Matt’s phone had the app to show constellations of the night sky so I ran below deck to grab it. Turning it on I brought it up to the sky where it was able to bring up constellations there were hidden to my eye. The Swan, The Dolphin, and some other creatures that were a real stretch to what they claimed to be. When I brought the phone up to the bright ball of light in the sky I could see it was not a star at all, but it was a planet. I had just found Jupiter. Not that it was being elusive to anyone else in the area but it was interesting to happen upon something that can only be seen every 13 months.
When our star gazing was done I changed back into my still slightly damp jeans, threw on a jacket and flip flops and we headed back to shore for our night of live entertainment (meaning being around people other than ourselves) and drinks. After beaching the dinghy again and bringing it far up on shore we walked out to the one way street on our way to Captain Jacks. It looked a little dark and not too busy from the road but since it was October we figured it wouldn’t be as busy as it usually is in the summer. Getting closer to the door we realized we hadn’t seen a single other person and the building looked dark inside. Sure enough it was closed for the season. I was pretty bummed figuring our one chance to go out was not wrecked. I turned to Matt to see if he was ready to go back to the boat but he asked if I would mind walking to the bar in Harbour Towne. Excited at the opportunity to still go out that night I said it wouldn’t be a problem at all. Neither of us knew the right roads to get there since we had only gotten in by water before so we crossed the street and started heading that general direction.
On the other side of the road was a playground with slides and monkey bars that looked like it would be fun to play on but at the moment I was only interesting in getting to the bar. After making one wrong turn onto a side street we finally found our way and began to walk past the condos that led to Dockers. When we turned into the parking lot we could see it was packed with people and were happy to know that this place was also not closed up. The first few people to walk past us were nicely dressed and that didn’t surprise me too much since I had always thought this to be a nicer restaurant even though we had never actually been inside. Still passing through the parking lot there was another young couple that passed us even more dressed up than the ones before. I began to wonder if Homecoming dances were this weekend. Almost when we reached the door there was a family walking out in their finest attire including their two young children. It was starting to look like there was a wedding reception being held here. I was hopeful in thinking that there were multiple rooms and the wedding would only be using one of them and not taking up the whole building. Walking in dressed in jeans, t-shirts and flip flops the hostess stopped us as it was obvious we were not there with the other wedding guests. She let us know that the restaurant was in fact closed for the season but will open for nights when it’s fully booked like a wedding. Cheated again! I was very tempted to jump someone in the parking lot and switch clothes with but there didn’t appear to be anyone in the immediate vicinity the same size as us.
Very discouraged this time we began walking back to the shore as we couldn’t think of any more bars in walking distance. On the way back past the park we saw it was now empty from some creepy kids that were hanging out in it earlier and I thought a little play time might lift my spirits. We spent about 30 minutes taking turns on the slide which was actually big and fun enough even for adults. We raced around the sand and pulled ourselves over bars just like we were 10 years old again. It was the perfect weather for this kind of activity, in the high 60’s with just a little bit of wind. We jumped and played and slid until we tired ourselves out. Wondering what to do with the rest of the night we knew there was one bar that was still open for the season, Bar Johnson, and thought we’d enjoy a drink there before bedtime. I tell you though, if I get there and find out it’s closed there are going to be words to be had.