Where Are We?

Sal the mule is taller than me! PARTY

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Stopping in the Erie Canal

We have been in the middle of wilderness for the first 5 days of the journey in the canal. It's been just beautiful. We keep trying to remember the Erie Canal song we all learned in 4th grade, but if we do, we'll make each other crazy singing it!

We were motoring through what appeared to be uninhabitied land while Mike checked off the channel numbers. But, we didn't see any marinas or towns and felt "lost in time." Suddenly we came upon a wall we could tie up to. (It's not easy to allow for a 60 foot mast hanging over the bow and stern.) It just so happened there was a restaurant, band, 300ish people, and at least 80 motorcycles. We had found a PAR-TY and still didn't know where we were! I finally asked one of the biker babes and found that we were in Weedsport. Now you know. We had dinner and listened to the music which was quite good and went to be at 9 pm.

Friday we stopped near Syracuse and plan to motor across Oneida Lake on Saturday morning with the winds in a favorable direction.