08.04.2010The chop was light but came from all directions. I was glad to reach the calmness of White Lake. Only two of the 50 slips at the municipal marina were filled. The other marinas on the lake had little vacancy. As we approached I understood why. The place is infested with weeds, lily pads and the insects that feed on them.
We heard the town, Whitehall, was a good stop so we docked in a bed of hungry mosquitoes. The temperature was 84 and the humidity was 80%. I was determined to maintain a positive attitude.
We ate at Chen’s Chinese and Thai restaurant. The food was good. The downtown was small and had a lot of vehicle traffic. Whitehall must be a town that you pass through to go somewhere else.
After lunch we rode the Hart- Montague Bicycle Trail which begins in Whitehall and ends in Hart 24.5 miles away. We rode two miles of it before the heat sent me back to the air-conditioned boat.
Light house on the channel
The Muskegon trolley stop was just outside the gate of Hartshorn Municipal Marina. Tom and Diana came with us for a ride around Muskegon. The trolley is fueled by LP gas and it’s equipped with air brakes. The ride was rough but interesting.
Railroad Historical Society building
08.06.2010 was a special day for the Captain. We had an Automatic Identification System (AIS) 250 receiver installed. Now we get non verbal navigation information on Class A ((Commercial) (mandatory if over 300 tons)) or Class B (recreational) vessels carrying transreceivers. AIS uses digital signals via VHF frequencies in the maritime band. I read the manual.
We biked to the Culinary Institute of Michigan (CIM). We had lunch with the crews aboard Noah Genda and You can’t take it with you. After dinner the receptionist gave us a tour of the school. We were not allowed in the labs (kitchens) or in the library which contained only cookbooks. The books where all labeled CIM so I was unable to determine the authors.
Andrew and I visited the Muskegon Museum of Art. We were told it was one of the best art museums in the Mid West. They had a minuscule collection in comparison to Chicago’s Museum of Art s. I did not recognize any of the artists, names. Our informant, the trolley driver, may never have between outside the Muskegon city Limits.
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