Christopher Cross could have scored our recent trip to Door County, where we escaped the hazards of Goat Fest by sailing off into the lovely, though a little choppy, Green Bay.
My last experience with sailing ended with the tip of our Sunflower getting stuck in the bottom of Long Lake 40 years ago, so I was a little leery when my mom suggestion we jump on a sailboat tour.
“Let’s just do it,” she said, as the wind whipped the trees outside the Carroll House Restaurant, where we were enjoying some nice fresh strawberry waffles.
“Yes, let’s,” I said, less enthusiastically, though I had spent a lovely sunset walking among the witty vessels in the Sister Bay Marina the night before.
Encroaching weather impeded our choices, and we landed on a six-person capacity speed sailboat. Captain Mark asked if I’d like to steer.
“Absolutely,” I said, because I thought he was kidding. I jumped up and posed behind the wheel.
“We’re going to head up along the coast and turn left at the peninsula.”
“Seriously?” I said, and I have to say my mom looked a little nervous too. “I’m steering?”
“Well, sure!” he said cheerfully.
I quickly gave up the helm, and settled back with my camera to enjoy our cruise. What a lovely way to see Door County!
We highly recommend Sail Door County, and, I have to say the Roofing of the Goats Parade looked pretty cool as well. Although, the “goat drop stickers”, which you could purchase, place and win prizes if a goat poops on your sticker, convinced us that, for us, sailing was definitely the better choice Saturday morning.
