After the dash through the Erie Canal an entire group of cruisers tied above Lock 3 in Waterford, NY for a day of rest, repair and taking advantage of the Tugboat Rally.......Who doesn't love a tugboat?
This morning, almost en masse, this same group of cruisers locked the rest of the way down the mountain to the Hudson River. After having most of the Erie locks all to myself, I was faced with having to keep her from ramming multi-million dollar power yachts handled badly.
Powerboats are proof positive that there's no correlation between money and brains. All you need is a well padded checkbook, full fuel tanks and an ignition key. Not to proselytize, but when a powerboat stops in the lock exit to take in his fenders when poor little Whisper, sans brakes, is struggling to maintain steerage. Bitch bitch bitch.........
But Whisper made it through safely, more a testament to luck than any boat handling skill on my part. And with a huge sigh of relief we exited the last lock into the broad, deep waters of the Hudson River. Hence there aren't many pictures. I was too damned busy.
We are now holed up downriver from Albany waiting our turn in line to get Whisper's mast up making her a sailboat again.
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Hey there, Taylor. I adore living vicariously through your adventures! Hurry back to New England...9 days left to summer;-(...........good grief!! I'll be watching; glad you are getting to see Kit soon!
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Don - I think you need to keep these journals and put them all in a book - So very interesting. You are a writer my friend - so glad that Chuck told me about your blog.
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