August Means Cruising

August 8, 2024

In the summer, there is no place that is better for cruising than here, at home, in Canada. Consider what we have to choose from without enduring luggage carousel madness: BC’s Salish Sea has enough scenery and anchorages for years of enjoyment.  Georgian Bay  is clearly the freshwater boating capital of Canada (the world?) and UNESCO Biosphere Reserve. The unique fresh/salt Bras d’Or Lake is another UNESCO Biosphere Reserve right in the heart of Cape Breton.

And yes, the Canals. Europe is canal boat central and the Erie Canal is dripping with history but it’s hard to top the Trent Severn or the Rideau. The inland freshwater lakes are world class. Lake of the Woods is remote beauty while the Muskoka Lakes draw international stars. There they are in your own backyard.

Even if your boat isn’t a weeklong cruisier, you can charter or improvise. Don’t take these waterways for granted. They are special.

You can get a taste of going on a Georgian Bay cruise in this issue’s Maple Leaf Rendezvous story or even better, head out yourself. Get away from it all and discover news spots to enjoy, or head back to the ones you love. And please send us your own report on discoveries and adventures.

August, like Christmas, comes but once a year. Get out there.

John Morris, Online Editor

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