We explored the Bustard Islands in the dinghy yesterday.

They’re solid pink granite islands scraped into parallel ridges by the last ice age. There is a very thin layer of soil where trees and vegetation gain a tentative foothold.

The islands are loaded with sweet wild blueberries. Yes, I’m sure they’re real blueberries because I looked up the leaves on the internet, the cruising books mention them and they taste exactly like blueberries.
Kathy made blueberry muffins for breakfast this morning. Really delicious. How’s that for a wilderness breakfast?

There are also lots of small wildflowers in bloom on the islands including these unknowns, many teeny columbines and dozens of other wildflowers I can’t identify but can appreciate.

I went fishing yesterday afternoon with no luck, but on the way back to Nonchalance I passed within 6 ft. a band of 4 minks playing in the water next to a very small island. They swim really well, like teeny otters, and they scampered into cracks in the rocks on the island when they saw me.

Today we cruised to Killarney by following the “small craft route” which is almost like following rivers through the maze of the 30,000 Islands area of the Georgian Bay.

It’s all the beautiful pink granite islands topped by pine trees and it goes and goes seemingly forever. There were 100 places where I would have liked to stop to fish.
We’re staying here at the Killarney marina for 2 nights.