Jerry told me that his friends were all kidding him about the canal trip. They said, “You will see a lot of cows.” Well, so far we have only seen one group. And they turned out to be llamas! We are, however, keeping a sharp cow watch.
It appears that Tux the cat may have jumped ship in
Another long grind watching the grass grow. We navigated two more locks and are getting better at the procedure. As the owner of course I am always concerned that something will go wrong in the lock and we will break Reboot. So I will never like them, but they are a sign of progress.
We took a mid-day break in
In the small world department I went into a local florist (Brockport is a cutesy canal town) to inquire where I might find lamp oil. As the conversation unfolded the owner asked me where I was from. It turns out that he graduated from
The town names are very familiar. My first post college job was with Eastman Kodak in
Later in the day we passed a one man racing kayak. As I came up from the cabin I looked back past Jerry at the helm to find the kayaker was surfing our wake. He got about 5 feet behind us and took advantage of the suction from the boat to stay with us for a couple of miles. We had a nice chat, he apparently does this frequently, and then he turned off.
We of course try to use local knowledge when ever possible to find the best places to eat and overnight. The canal keepers are very helpful. (Jerry, joking, says they get a commission from the towns for each cruiser they send along – kind of like the commissions paid to the cruise ship guys who steer the passengers to the jewelry, liquor, perfume, etc. stores in the