Moonrise over Holt Park (Wonder if there were any parking there!).

The moon rose up from the east Wednesday night in clear skies, as eastward-bound clouds slid by and under April’s brilliant full moon, giving it a soft pillowy look.  It would have been an amouring setting (rising?!) to watch the submarine races–well, that’s what we use to call it on Neshoto Beach in Tw2 Rivers looking out over Lake Michigan at stupendous moonrises! Roger

(Photos by Shirley Birr; click on photos to enlarge)


Kelly Lake’s very own, Jane J. Delveaux, published author!

Biography of Joe Ostrenger-Outlaw turned miner/geologist

I’ve sat with Jane J. Delveaux on many occasions enjoying conversation about many things.  I’ve had the opportunity and joy of joining her and her late husband, Howard–a fun person to be with, flying out of the Pulaski airport over Kelly Lake.  Howard absolutely loved flying as much as I love sailing–there’s a story of Howard’s life and death; doing what he loved most to the end.  As I said, that’s another story.

Jane and I shared our enjoyment of writing.  I bow to her literary prowess and writing artistry.  She’s been published before in magazines and journals, but I can see the excitement, eagerness and gratification of this accomplishment.  Narrating her amazing true story of adventure of a particular family member, she’s left me eager to read it–I’ve ordered my copy.  She’s been a great inspiration to me,  so much so, that after a three year break/sabbatical from my own pet-project, my novel–over half done, her inspiration and publishing suggestions have motivated me again.

I’ve known Jane all my life; yes, sixty-one years.  At 72, she’s fulfilled her dream of publishing a book the community will feel close to… she’s one of our own.  I won’t elaborate nor expound on her book, “Win Some/Lose some”; you can read about her story and peruse her own recently developed web site for inspiration for your own aspirations to write at  http://www.wanabwriters.com/.

For more on the story, “Win Some/Lose Some”, visit  http://www.tatepublishing.com/bookstore/book.php?w=978-1-61663-022-5

Jane J. Delveaux is one of Kelly Lake’s own; an accomplished author.  Wishing you the best and success!  Roger

This can also be found on the “Articles” page.

More signs of spring!

If the weather hasn’t been any indicator that spring is here, the buds are leafing and blossoming out! One of the nicest springs–despite lack of rain–has kinda over-shadowed the appearance of flowers and now cherry blossoms and lilacs blooming. Here are some added attractions to our fine spring weather from our garden tulips, flowers and cherry and apple blossoms from our trees across the road. Yup, spring has sprung! Roger

Knockdown!.. an explanation/example…

Talk about ‘shiver me timbers’–sending reverberations through the hull, spars, and body–I’ve mentioned “knockdown” while sailing; two that readily come to mind.  A ‘knockdown’ is when the mast and other spars are nearly touching or in the water (wind, of course, can cause one as can huge seas), water over the gunwales (gunn’ls) threaten flooding in the companionway and foundering. A knockdown and potential “roll” is most feared.  Winds of this magnitude can bring the spars and standing rigging crashing down; a roll can strip the rigging from its station, leaving an entanglement of sails, lines, shrouds, stays (latter two cables; old days, manila or hemp) endangering crew.  Rigging is cut free, generally with bolt cutters to prevent puncturing the hull; all-in-all very dangerous.

(With the sails horizontal to the water, the wind “spills off” over the top; no longer any push over; the keel with about 1/2 the boat’s weight, counters and tries to right the boat.  Easing the sheets should allow the boat back upright.  On the other hand, if a huge sea happens by at this point, the ship might completely roll over.)

During a knockdown, one can simply de-power the boat by easing the sheets (lines that trim the sails), or at the onset of a a knockdown, head up into the wind.  To accomplish anything during all this while one is healed over, it is difficult keeping yourself on board, much less tending to the precarious situation; tethers (safety lines) and harnesses should have been donned in preparation if conditions appear threatening.

Many of you sunfish sailboat sailors, and the like, experience knockdowns far more often than offshore sailboats (a small boat is less forgiving than larger ones; catamarans, e.g. Hobie, even less forgiving).  Often you react fast enough by heading up or easing the sheets with a quick recovery.  Often the wind be too much and over you go–the boat “turtled”.  A little practice and a small boat can be righted quickly, even from a turtle position.

On one particular knockdown while sailing my 22′ sloop, “Quiet Riot”, a squall hit me while sailing single-handed approximately six miles out in Lake Michigan, off of Two Rivers.  Forecasts warned  of storms, but the skies, though overcast with threatening rain, weren’t of great concern… until  a rain shower started, becoming a downpour and a sudden strong gust of wind that knocked me down (I was overpowered m carrying too much sail. climbing to a sitting position of the gunn’l (more-like on the outside of the hull, I quickly eased the sheets, the boat responding by righting itself.  I hauled in the sheets, hardening up the main, when a second, stronger, unexpected gust knocked me down, this time snapping my mast above the spreaders (aluminum arms reaching out right and left about two-thirds up the mast).  I was able to get everything back on board and secured to the deck, engine fired up and a long ride back to the marina.  A cut toe my only Boy Scout badge.

The other knockdown I won’t forget was on the 53′ racing sloop “ENCOUNTER” with six crew members caught in a squall in middle of northern Lake Michigan in the dark of the night losing the head sail from its 77′ mast as the mains’l ripped and water coming over the gunn’ls rushing near and by the companionway as the deck is nearly vertical while we scrambled to drop the sails with the wind roaring and ripping through the rigging at 50+ mph knocking the 2′ seas flat creating spindrift streaking horizontally stinging our skin and all the time getting the auxiliary fired-up as quickly as can be all at the same time.  End of story.  Roger

“Shiver me timbers and blow meself down!”

Winds shivers (shakes) the timbers (mast, boom, gaffs, etc.) with threatening sounds howling/SCREAMING through the rigging; a possible precursor to a “knockdown” (wind in sail drives the mast parallel to the waters; not very comfortable).

Another spring low moved in Friday night promising much needed rain, to the dismay of the cottage-goers hoping to get some chores done before summer sets in. We need rain! Not much fell, but enough to fill our cistern, cupping water from our pole bldg roof into a 110 gal barrel cistern at the end of a gutter spout; it doesn’t take much rain to fill it; we got just enough ‘much’.  We use the rain water to water the garden.

The grass responded by a sip that saturated probably only an inch down; but it helped. Things are really greening-up and budding out. More rain is needed during this dry period.

The wind, again, was forthright ferocious, sending anything that wasn’t attached, affixed or founded solidly bounding across the yard. Wind gusts in excess of 35 mph made it uncomfortable in spite of the mild temps in the mid-60s.

Shirley made her way to the beach to try to capture the waves rushing onto our beach. Now, the wind doesn’t have much of a fetch to build waves from the northeast shore to our spot; unlike northerly winds have the length of the lake to fetch-up some large waves on the southern shores, or vice versa on the northern shores (relatively speaking–for a relatively small body of water compared to the Great Lakes or oceans).

Anyway, and as you all know pictures never do justice,here’s an attempt by Shirley to express the seas (I use that term losely on inland lakes) built by the time they resounded on shore with a long sssshhhwhsssssss (say that again over-and-over to get the effect), with a continuous whhewww-ooossshh-whhewww… from the sustaining heavy winds; don’t need to do that over-and-over… just as long as you can.  Roger and Shirley

A flag will stand straight out with wind 15 knots plus (a knot is converted to mph by multiplying 1.14 times a knot; ergo a mph is faster).