Well, it's that time of year again. The bushels of apples are loaded, we're stocked up on cans of tuna, and we're on our way east on the Erie. We've been asked about what it's like to leave...anxiety, relief, sadness, confusion? Is it difficult to leave family and friends? Do you worry about what you may have forgotten or did not accomplish over the summer? I have to say it's like stepping into another world when you leave the dock. Something about pushing off, untying the lines, becoming an isolated and self-sufficient entity that leaves cares behind. All focus is turned over to navigating, steering, listening to weather forecasts and staying warm.
Across Oneida Lake where we say one more goodbye at Callahan's Marina....onto the Erie. With blankets clipped behind our dodger we stand in the companionway pushing the buttons on the autopilot hoping for sun to warm us through the plastic windshield. It takes 2 days or about 22 hours of motoring to go from Sylvan Beach to Waterford, where the Erie ends and the Hudson River soon begins.
Here are some scenes from along the Erie...somewhere east of Little Falls and west of Scotia..........
The moon rises as we end our day near Route 9 in Crescent, NY.
Today, Friday, we had just a few miles to travel. The sun rose and sparkled the ice covering the decks as we made our hour and a half journey for the few miles and the 5 locks to arrive at the Visitor Center in Waterford. There is a web cam at the visitor's center for lock 2 showing the dock in front of the Visitor Center where we're tied: http://208.125.161.182:7110/view/index.shtml.
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