The Erie Yacht Club appeared asleep, as we made another early departure today at 0630 hours. We have miles to go before we sleep!
The J.S. St. John, this dredging workboat also was up early, and we stood back waiting for her to pass the Erie Harbor Pierhead Light in front of us. They headed east, while we turned west toward Cleveland.
Another offshore day provided only distant views of larger objects on shore, like this nuclear power plant.
We pulled in to the Northeast Yacht Club, just a bit northeast of Cleveland. Monarch was the largest boat here today, and we berthed on the T-end of one of the docks.
That evening, as the wind died, we were treated to a beautiful sunset over the boats at the dock.
This club has wonderful hospitality, with many members enjoying a Friday evening. They made us feel most welcome. They told us this is a “working man’s” club, with members dedicating an annual allotment of hours of labor to club grounds and facilities. They have their own travel lift and crane for mast installation, and winter store boats on premises.
The commodore, Guenter Meschke, was found tending bar, and we were invited to an impromptu perch fry.
A group of members had spent the afternoon fishing, and decided to cook the catch up in the club’s kitchen.
We brought a bean salad to pass, and enjoyed the wonderful fresh perch and French fries, cooked on the outdoor propane fired kettle.
We were presented with a “gift” bag of fresh perch, ready for the freezer. We hadn’t seen such warm hospitality since leaving West End at the Detroit Yacht Club, over 18 months ago!
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