The week since Sunday nights folk concert has been domestic allsorts.
Clanna were easier to enjoy with more English sung songs, but had less stage presence than Goitse I think. The wet weather meant having to take a six pack down to the basement Netflix enabled theatre den, rather than cycle or run around Penetanguishene, shame 🤷🏻♂️
A break in the weather long enough for the lawns to dry on Thursday meant I could do a cut before the owners return on Saturday. Kevin would have a few days settling back home before needing to mow. Pantera and Tigre are in charge of mowing quality control – they bark if your line wanders.
The harbour ferry that tours the islands has its bar open Thursday evening, after mowing it seemed the right thing to support a local business while replacing fluids lost working.
The signage was ominous – but as an old sailor it didn’t scare me. Iparked up the Merc for one of the few last times I would be using it (key return Saturday) and headed aboard
The Captain, and owner, welcomed me aboard, and quickly I had a drink in my hand ready to carry around the boat. This restored workboat was commissioned in World War 2. Georgian Queen was a Canadian Coast Guard icebreaker I managed to find the engine room, and saw from Steve, how the conversion had been made from a single propeller steam ship to a twin screw diesel.
In the harbour around us and waving for a beer was the museum replica RN boat on training exercise
Undistracted I carried on my tour and bottle of beer, learning the story of the ‘Screw’.
The single screw, or propellor, was removed and sat waiting for refurbishment and sale on the Queen’s jetty. The propeller had gone the following morning. It wasn’t seen again until Steve visited the SS Keewatin 15km away in Port McNicholNearby the ship, a new housing estate was being built and the gated entrance to the site was adorned with the ‘Queen’s’ prop.
Steve hasn’t claimed the prop back. The estate agents said it was donated by a well wisher.
I’ve enjoyed learning a little local history, chatting to Steve and his First-Mate, but it’s walk-the-Dog time