Sailing can sometimes we incredible. Had a remarkable experience approaching South Africa last year. After a miserable night, dark as the inside of a cow, raining, winds to 40 knots, it cleared with the dawn and the winds dropped to 25 to 30 on a broad reach. We spotted land and had the remarkable realization that we had crossed the Indian Ocean and were looking at Africa - could almost see the elephants and lions from ten miles away. We were in the Agulhas Current which helped us average about nine knots - and then the whales appeared. We saw a pod of right whales and then half dozen humpbacks in mating rituals including jumping put of the water. June and I looked at each other and didn't have to say anything - it didn't get any better than this.
Heading back to Lake Ontario for this summer. Relatively few stops along the way from Grenada. Martinique, Guadeloupe, St. Martin (must have something to do with the French food), then Bermuda, New England and up the Hudson/Erie Canal. We were going to go via Newfoundland and Labrador but June remembered that one of the kids is getting married this summer - details, details!