The following account of a BEK encounter was emailed to us by Bruce from Adams Center, NY.
In the 1970s, my parents purchased several acres of land on Galloo Island in Lake Ontario, about twelve miles off the coast of Sackets Harbor, with the intention of building a summer cottage. Although my father never had a chance to build the cottage, several times each summer we would sail to the island and spend a weekend camping on the northern end. The camping trips usually consisted of my father, me, and my two brothers, Rich and Timothy. My mother and my sister, who was just a baby at the time, never accompanied us on these excursions, since my mother wasn't the "seafaring" type. The men of the family, however, loved going to Galloo Island.
When I was in high school I joined my older brother Rich and his girlfriend Julia on a camping trip to the island. It was August of 1975 and we were anxious to explore the lighthouse on the southern tip of the island, which for years …
In the 1970s, my parents purchased several acres of land on Galloo Island in Lake Ontario, about twelve miles off the coast of Sackets Harbor, with the intention of building a summer cottage. Although my father never had a chance to build the cottage, several times each summer we would sail to the island and spend a weekend camping on the northern end. The camping trips usually consisted of my father, me, and my two brothers, Rich and Timothy. My mother and my sister, who was just a baby at the time, never accompanied us on these excursions, since my mother wasn't the "seafaring" type. The men of the family, however, loved going to Galloo Island.
When I was in high school I joined my older brother Rich and his girlfriend Julia on a camping trip to the island. It was August of 1975 and we were anxious to explore the lighthouse on the southern tip of the island, which for years …