July 4, 2026--From Thousand Islands to Prescott--Things are Finally Getting Interestinger

Prescott is a great little town. We met the nicest people. In fact, everyone there was the nicest people. One of the people we met at the dock (thanks Kelly) offered to and did take Stacey to the grocery store. On the way through the Thousand Islands we learned that no island is too big or too small for a house. All of the islands, except some of those in the park system, had a house or houses.

A lighthouse.

I don't know.

An island (probably has a house). Oh! You can see part of the house in the upper left.

Island; house.

Island. I am sure it has a house.

Not a house nor an island.

Prescott clock.

Prescott lamp.

Stacey at the helm. Picture of concentration.

Lighthouse.

Whose driving the boat?

See. The damn house is bigger than the island.

Same house. Better picture. Go Pixel 10!

This island may not have a house.

Big island; lots of houses.

Boat house with a face. Cute.

Bridge.

HMM? OH. It's the green marker. Don't get too close.

Just the boathouse. Geeze.

Finally got to Prescott. Marina was a tad small for our 46 feet.