It's been a good day, folks!
I got to SLEEP IN a bit, my fav activity, since we were waiting for the missing link (hose) to be delivered. To kill some time I went for a run/walk on the local rural road. I'm sure I looked like a loon, as I kept leaping away from long grass that stuck out into the road, like a cobra was hiding in it. I have a childhood horror of ticks, and it's tick season here in NY. Deet is one of the few chemicals I will willingly slather myself with...
Just about the time I finished laundry the part showed up and there was general mayhem and chaos on the boat as the finishing touches were ..... er, finished. Right about then I had my usual panic attack: ACK - I don't remember EVER having been on a boat, anything about boats, and certainly not how to help operate 24,000 lbs of boat. After I breathed into a paper bag for a bit we cast off and ...... went 10 feet over to the fuel dock. I thought that was maybe enough for one day, but Rick persevered and off we went.
 |
| Here we are at the fuel dock, using up the kids' leftover college money-they can pay for graduate school themselves, dang-it. The good news is that we are super economical (there's the plus side to going to slowly that joggers pass you by) and will only fill up 3-4 times this year. |
The route for the first bit of the journey:
 |
| North on the Oswego Canal, cross Lake Ontario with one night anchored out and arrive near Kingston where our Canadian friends have a house. |
We're so gun-shy from the Great & Terrible Propeller Incident of 2022 that we are treating the boat like a Faberge Egg. Not only does she have new, shiny running gear, they also patched up the two big dings in the bow (one was there when we bought her, just to be clear) and put new bottom paint on (good to have that done before we arrive back at salt-water). I was so nervous for our first lock I about had a nervy-spaz, and that was without the three other boats (two small, one large like us) that showed up to lock through with us. Most of last year we were alone in every lock. I miss those days already, and it's only been 1 day.
It went just fine... In fact we ended up caravaning with the big boat to Fulton, where we docked on a lock wall for the night. We had hoped to get to Oswego, but the locks closed at 5pm and it was what it was. Ironically, Fulton is where we had dinner with friends on Tues night. It took us 25 mins by car to drive there from Winter Harbor, and 4 hours by boat! Anyway, we were able to tell the guys on the other boat where to go for dinner, like we knew everything about every town in this part of NY.
 |
| Buddy boat in the distance, plus a view of my feet for Betty Mom! |
Here's something to worry - if all the writers and actors go on strike, WHAT WILL WE DO AT NIGHT????? We've finished the series Deadloch....
 |
| Goodnight |
PS:
Thanks for the comments, btw - kimmiemcd, you're on FIRE! Surely you have better things to do than to scare me about insurance...
Must feel good to be moving! Kind of like a new boat post-repairs after The Great Propeller Incident? No pressure. Must be like riding a bike, right? I can hear Celine singing "It's all coming back to me now...".
ReplyDelete