First Night on Ontario

White Bay
N 43 52.324 W 076 13.787

Well, you can't satisfy everyone. I met a gentleman this morning from a neighboring boat. He was from the Buffalo area and he came up the western part of the Erie Canal and also toured the finger lakes. I asked him how he enjoyed it, expecting a torrent of praise and fond memories. Instead, he replied, "Boring." He didn't like the canal, he didn't like the lack of nearby stores in most of the villages offering free docks. I was taken aback. I don't write blogs describing my pleasure at the
natural beauty and gratitude for local hospitality because the Chamber of Commerce pays me. I write what I feel. I suppose that I should not be surprised that not everyone likes it as much as I do but I am surprised.

Nick's mom drove Nick to Oswego and dropped him off at the boat. We got underway around 10:30. The weather was beautiful but the forecast isn't. They said 24 hours of heavy downpours starting today in the afternoon. That made me anxious to get to our destination before the visibility closed in but winds were light. As it turned out, we sailed about 2/3 of the way here and motored the rest.

The place where we are is near Henderson Harbor. As we got near, Libby got excited. She was able to spot the cliffs she climbed and the islands she fished and the camp where she stayed here with her mother and father in the mid 1950s. Her memories must have been strong to recognize these things so readily. Little did she know that she would be sailing past here on her own boat some day.

Our timing was perfect. We arrived and dropped anchor just as the rain started. We may have to sit here till noon tomorrow to let it pass. Better here than Tokyo. We just heard on the radio that a typhoon with 85 knot winds and 40 inches of rain is heading for Tokyo. Wow.

So far, Nick is enjoying himself and learning about boat operations. When we get more wind we'll teach him more about sailing.

So what's the plan for the next few days? We don't have a plan yet.