MORE FESTIVITIES AT SYLVAN BEACH

Saturday night we decided to take a stroll around the little town of Sylvan Beach. Our walk was worth the while, several things going on for Canal Fest. There was a jazz band playing under the gazebo, the music was great. We walked along the free wall and there were litterly hundreds of people out and we stopped to talk to several cruisers. Walked back to our boat in an RV park/marina and by now it was pitch black with several thousands of mosquitoes, yikes! There were some lights from the emergency department on the canal, a crane was chopping down a tree and something didn't go quite right. They had to rescue the arm of the crane from the tree.

Sunday, our plan was to spend another day in Sylvan Beach, but we wanted to be closer to town, so we checked out the free wall, closer to the action. Sure enough a boat was leaving and we slipped in. We heard a knock on our door and we met Tim an MTOA member who keeps his trawler in Oneida, great way to meet members. Later on Tim brought back his wife Joanne and we had a long discussion about traveling to Florida on the ICW. He and Joanne are contemplating that adventure.
The weather looked like it was going to hold off, so we decided to check out the festivities. Along the park there were vendors selling their art wares. There was a gentleman spray painting pictures, very unique. We walked down along the park and at the gazebo there was live music and they were getting ready for their first Canal Idol contest. Dick and I sat down and watched, lets just say there are a lot of brave souls out there. We did enjoy several of the participants. There was one young gal, probably a very young teen singing acappela. The contest finished with a tie sing off. Two contestants, Gregg and Brian who had 2 different styles but sang country very well. Gregg a young father in his 20's first had sung to his daughter on stage, she was quite shy and it was very cute. Brian a young man of 17 had the 'country' package and could sing but used the karaoke machine for the words in his first try. Brian much improved his stage presence and won the contest. It was great!

We took a break from the Karaoke singing in the gazebo and went for lunch at the local diner called Eddie's. Dick remembered this restaurant well from the Harlem cruise. After lunch we went back and found a military band setting up. How wonderful. So Dick and I sat down for a treat. It was the 10th Mountain Army band and wow they could play. They are a band of 40 members who have served valiantly overseas and are playing across the country. They played marches and there was a group of six that played Dixie style jazz. The small group went to Afghanistan and Iraq at Christmas to play for the troops.The full band then played the theme songs to each military division and if there were people who served they would stand. Dick proudly stood for the navy and claps were all heard for each division. The finale was a tribute to America and its troops and left a lump in ones throat, even a Canadians. What a fantastic festival!

Well we topped off the afternoon with wonderful ice cream and went back to the boat for the night. Had a wonderful dinner on board, settling down to a good movie and wouldn't you know it, that's when the skies opened up. We were safely tied up, but our boat was rocking because the winds were coming straight at us. Both of us jumped when a huge clap of lightening struck somewhere close by. We checked the local weather news and there were tornado warnings in several areas close by but we were fine. What a topper for the Festival!!!
Early the next morning, untied the Summer Wind and headed down the Mohawk River. Our destination today was Rome. Rome offers a 'free' floating dock and for people who require electric there is a wall, however the pilings weren't the best. There were a couple of things we wanted to do in Rome, all within walking distance. One was visit Fort Stanwix, a wonderful replica of a wooden fort known as the fort that didn't surrender and as the Oneida Carrying Place. They do have an original 'fireplace' that is in an air conditioned hut. We had a great time learning about the history and living conditions of Fort Stanwix.
The other thing we wanted to do was resupply some much needed groceries and the Freedom Plaza had a nice store with great prices and yes, we did purchase a 'few' things.
That evening we enjoyed a relaxing evening on board. Our next stop is Little Falls, to be cont'd

HEADING FOR NEW PLACES

Friday, August 7,2009 - Although it was fairly breezy, we decided to start our journey south. Our friends, Joanne and Larry came out to give us a hand off the dock. Getting out of the protected basin turned out to be a nail biting situation. A gust of wind kicked up and took the Summer Wind like a kite towards the slips. The wind will have its way, and the bow thruster just couldn't keep us away. We were never so happy to be out of the basin.

Our destination for the day was Phoenix, NY, Larry told us it was a stop worthwhile for the night. Locks #8-1 were fairly simple, the wind only gave us asmall problem in a couple of locks trying to get the boat secure to the wall.

Immediately after lock #1 is the Phoenix dock. It's a long wall with free docking space for approximately 10 boats. There is 15 amp electric, water and the service of the 'bridge house brats'.Phoenix turned out to be a pretty popular spot, when we arrived there was only one spot available between two boats. Dick pulled in with no problem at all, he made it look so easy. Two cruisers grabbed our lines, and tied us down. Before we could even get off the boat,we were also warmly welcomed by the 'bridge house brats', asking us if we'd like a complimentary drink. Bridge house brats is a summer program run by the town. Teens aged 12 and up can apply for the position like a regular job. They offer several services to boaters for a donation. Dick and I could not believe how enthusiastic these youths were in completing their tasks. The ones on duty today were mostly 12 year olds, and we were both impressed with their attitudes and enthusiasm, wherever we walked, we got a warm hi and welcome.
The counsellor came over and explained the 'bridge house brat' program to us and gave us a welcoming package with all the local information. We were told if we needed anything, to let them know and they can get it for us. If we didn't feel like going the 1-4 blocks for dinner, we could sit on the dock and be served by the bridge house brats. They would take our order, go to the restaurant and serve it. We took advantage of this and had a lovely pizza on the dock. Dick and I both remarked how some restaurants we don't even get a smile, and these young students couldn't do enough.
After our lovely dinner of Pizza, salad and a couple of glasses of wine we went over to the small park at the waterfront and grabbed a couple of chairs for an evening of country music. Dick and I even danced a few after he dragged me up. Apparently they do this every Friday night and it was delightful. Great timing on our part.
The next morning we parted and started back for Sylvan Beach. Again we had to cross Lake Oneida. Before the lake Dick decided to top off the diesel tanks because in Brewerton there was a marina selling diesel for @2.29 per gallon. So after fueling we started across the lake. It was a little choppy because the wind was coming from the east but the Summer Wind loved that attitude. She plows through the small waves without blinking. About 2/3rds of the way across it completely calmed down and we made it to Sylvan Beach about 1 in the afternoon. Got there just in time to realize this weekend was the Boati-Gras Festival and the free wall was loaded with all kinds of boats.
Found one available space in a nice little marina. the last one in the harbor.



Watched the "Boaty Gras" parade and had fun. Will probably stay here 2 nights so see you net time.............

SYLVAN BEACH TO LAKE ONTARIO

Left Sylvan Beach early Monday morning. The sun was shining and there wasn't a whisper of a wind. Crossing Lake Oneida was wonderful. Lock 23 was an easy ride down and the last lock on the Erie Canal, but our 'locking' isn't finished.Our destination today was Pirate's Cove marina, a lovely little spot Dick remembered visiting with the Harlem group from a few years back. Well we pulled into the marina and the alarms on the boat were screaming. The water is so clear, that the sea grass grows really tall in the water and gives the depth sounder a false reading.
Tied up the Summer Wind and the 'real fun' began. The Summer Wind required some much needed TLC, so out came the hose, scrub brush, vacuum and cleaning cloths. Dick and I worked together like a well oiled machine. The dirty laundry was tended to and by the time we were finished, the boat shone in and out, and we were tuckered out. Our plan was to dine out for the night, however it was Monday and the restaurant is closed. No problem, pulled out some chicken and made a lovely dinner on board with a nice bottle of wine. While dinner was cooking, we both jumped in for a much needed shower, whew!
Wednesday morning backed out of the slip so we could turn around in the marina basin. Again the depth sounder alarms were screaming. Well, we started down the last three miles of the Erie Canal and I ( Elle) said to Dick something didn't feel right about the boat, it was vibrating beneath my feet in the aft cabin. So, Dick went downstairs to investigate while I had the helm. Sure enough, he came upstairs and put the boat in reverse. There must have been some sea grass on the prop that gave it a shimmer. He slowly put it back in drive and there was no more vibration. The Erie Canal comes to a junction at Three Rivers. You can go left for the Seneca-Cayuga Canal or right for the Oswego. We turned right and started the Oswego Canal. The Oswego Canal is picturesque with many cottages or winterhomes along the way.
Lock 1,2,3,5,6,7,8- No we didn't count wrong, there is no longer a lock #4. When the state diverts the canal and doesn't replace the lock, its too expensive to rename all the other locks, so the number is just skipped. The day was fairly uneventful going through the locks. Before exiting the first lock required the bridge tender to lift a bridge before we exited. Lock 2 had a walkbridge that spans the bridge, and we were lowered enough to go under the span. The last three locks were tricky because the ropes were too far apart, it was windy and hard to get the Summer Wind to stay near the wall so I could wrap a line around the pipe. Arrived late in the afternoon at Oswego marina, the wind had kicked up enough to give us a hard time trying to tie the boat in her slip. Paid at the office and planned our stop. Many late arrivals, and thats when we met Joanne and Larry and Katie (their dog) from Hamilton, Ont. Canada. They told us they were travelling with another couple Del and Shirley, and we were welcome to join them for cocktails. Thats exactly what we did and it was wonderful. Happy hour aboard Flamingo Princess, 34 ft. Marine Trader.That night all six of us went out to dinner together and new friendships were formed.
Woke up the next morning and the winds were not pleasant so we decided to stay and go explore Oswego. Within walking distance was Fort Ontario. Originally built in 1755 of wood by the Brits, and through wars has been rebuilt in 1839 of masonry. Its enriched in wonderful history besides the Indian, French, British wars. The Fort was used during the WWII as a refuge for Jewish refugees. We both had a great time touring the fort and delighted by it being manned by college students and seniors. In the afternoon we went for a lovely walk and purchased a 'few' necessities and Dick had a much needed hair cut. That evening we joined our Canadian friends for cocktail hour and the topic again was the weather and the sailboat that had crossed Lake Ontario in 8 foot swells with some crests. We decided to wait and see in the morning if the seas would calm down.
NOAA in the morning said possibly 10-15 knots and 1-2 foot seas, but if we make it to the thousand islands, it would be calmer. Well, we set out and at first it wasn't so bad. However as we went further out the boat started to roll somewhat because the seas were on our beam and about 2 feet. There was a looming dark cloud ahead of us, we both said it would probably pass because there were clear skies behind it. However both of us saw funnel clouds forming and at the same time we said, no we are not going any further. Dick turned the boat around immediately and it was a lot rougher going back then coming out.
We called the marina to say we were coming back and she said we were lucky to have called because our slip was the only available slip and there had already been inquiries on it, whew. Tied the Summer Wind down and the captain went to check NOAA again, this time there were marine warnings for the next few days. So, our intended plans have been changed.
Dick and I sat down with our charts, guides and calendar. Normally we don't have a schedule but this time, we have to be back by the first week of September. We could make the trip, but would have to travel everyday and it would only give us 2 days to play with for rain dates. That really didn't appeal to either of us, so we made a team decision to back track and visit the places we missed coming north. It's still going to be a wonderful adventure and there are many places we have missed.
This morning we walked into town, explored the boutiques and had a lovely lunch at the Pressbox. Our plan is to walk back into town for the farmer's market at 4pm, where they close down the main street and have music and vendors. We'll also enjoy happy hour with our friends and enjoy a great night.
Tomorrow we start our journey south,, to be cont'd.