We waited for the right day to get it done. Big water and any kind of weather can be troublesome. I'm all for no troubled waters. The forecast for the day looked wonderful early, with winds picking up around noon. Our solution was to get a crazy early start to make the crossing.
We were up at 5 am. Lines were dropped at 6. We reached Clayton by 1 pm.
Out patience and timing paid off. The water was placid.
We only had one adventure on the day. About half way through the lake I handed over the helm to Russ and went to the galley to make us a snack. I cut up some peaches and toasted up some potato knishes. When I came back with the food I saw a very zig-zag path in the water behind us. "What did you do?" I asked Russ. He said that, for some reason, the boat just turned left and he corrected it.
|Calm waters ahead of us|
"No. But I am using the toaster." As I did earlier. A-ha.
|Calm waters behind us|
We will investigate further. We'll also turn off the pilot when I'm using the toaster.