Saturday, June 25, 2011

From the Erie Canal to Lake Ontario

Sunday morning, June 12th, it was chilly and threatening rain, but we were anxious to be on our way through the first several locks of the Erie Canal, so at 7:35 a.m. we untied the dock lines and headed for Lock #2. This time, Ken secured a line around a cable rather than a pipe as he had done in the Troy Lock.



This was the first of seven locks we would go through that day in 35 miles along the Erie Canal, raising us a total of 241 feet.  Inside each lock there was a sign with information about how many feet the water level would rise or fall (depending on which direction a boat was headed), plus how many miles we would travel along the canal to the next lock.


When we arrived at Lock #3, the dockmaster was holding it open for us.  The lockmasters communicate with each other, so he knew we were on our way even before we called him on our VHF radio. There were three other boats already entering the lock, so we took our place among them, and the gates closed behind us.



Locks # 2 - 6 are very close together, covering only a mile and a half total distance on the canal, so we traveled along the canal and through each of these locks with the same three other boats for the next couple of hours. In these locks, we had choices of how to secure the boat, looping a line around a fixed cable as we had been doing, or grabbing a line hanging down from the top of the lock.  After watching folks on the other boats grabging the hanging lines, we decided to try that as well.





At each of the locks there is a dam on the Mohawk River, often providing us with a beautiful waterfalls view from the lock.



Besides the locks, there are also other barriers, called Guard Gates, which we had to clear before moving on.  Some of them are normally open, but Guard Gate #2 opens only on request (and drips water on you as you pass under it). We asked one of the lockmasters what these gates were for, and he said they were for general water flow control when needed.



At 4:00 that afternoon, we arrived at the town of Amsterdam, NY. Tired, but satisfied with ourselves for our accomplishments that day, we tied up at Riverlink Park, where for a fee of $47.00 ($1.00 per foot), we had access to electricity, water, restrooms, and laundry facilities. 



The next day we moved on again, traveling another 23 miles (through three more locks), to the town of Canajoharie, NY. This town provides a free dock with electric hook-ups in a lovely setting at their Riverfront Park.



Although we had to contend with traffic noise from Rt. 90 on one side of the river, plus the railroad line on the other, this was a great stopover for us.  As so many cruisers report, "It's the people you meet along the way that make this trip so wonderful."  We have found this to be so true, especially in the little towns along the waterway, such as Canajoharie, most famous for being the home of Beechnut Foods, the interesting story of which is graphically illustrated in an exhibit at the local library and art gallery.  Even though the town is really hurting since Beechnut recently relocated 23 miles away,  local business owners go out of their way to be helpful to visitors. Since we were without a car while shopping, with only backpacks to carry our purchased goods back to the boat, merchants either delivered the goods, or in one case even drove us back to our boat.

According to our guidebook, "The Village of Canajoharie has, architecturally, the most original, intact Erie Canal commercial district on the Mohawk River."  Just a short walk from Riverfront Park, we were able to see this for ourselves.




We were amply rewarded for our efforts with a scrumptious lunch at the Elephant Bistro, which we wouldn't have discovered if we hadn't taken that little walk.

On June 15th, we continued our journey, not sure yet where we would stop at the end of the day. One thing we did know, however, was that we would encounter one rather challenging lock along the way.  Lock # 17, sometimes referred to as the "Guillotine Lock," not only is the largest single step lock on the Erie Canal (40 ft.), but the gate, instead of opening out like doors, is pulled up over the canal. Each boat has to enter under this gate, which is also dripping with river water.  Forewarned, Ken wore his rain gear.  When we arrived, the gate was down, so we pulled over to the wall to await its opening.  Pretty soon it opened and an eastbound boat emerged.



When the indicator light turned green, we entered the lock, and then the gate was lowered behind us.  With a total lift of 40 ft. ahead of us, it was somewhat like a dungeon inside the lock.



Slowly the water began to rise, and things brightened up a bit, until we came to a stop, still far from the top of the lock.  Then we began to decend again to the bottom.



One of the valves had gotten stuck, so water was entering the lock at one end and flowing back out at the other end.  Finally, after 45 minutes, all was well again, and we made it out of the lock from hell and back into the sunlight.


At around 1:00 p.m., after one more lock and a total journey of 50 miles for the day, we decided to stop at the Ilion Village Marina, which turned out to be another good choice. In a very pretty setting, this is a well cared for municipal marina and RV park, which charges $1.00 per ft. ($47.00 for us) for boats to tie up overnight, including electricity, water, toilets and showers, plus laundry facilities.


Since we hadn't eaten lunch yet, the onsite Dockside Cafe was also a welcome sight. Our meal was simple, tasty, and reasonably priced.  What more could you want?  Before we knew what was happening, that question was answered.  As an extra added treat for Loopers such as ourselves, fried Oreos are provided for dessert, free of charge.  Let me tell you, you haven't lived until you've had batter-dipped, deep-fried Oreos!


This stopover not only provided an opportunity to catch up on laundry, but also to restock with groceries fron Aldi Supermarket just a block away. And to top off our visit to Ilion, where we spent two days, we visited the Remington Arms Factory, which has a very interesting and informative museum, providing an historical overview of the development of famous Remington firearms, from Colonial days to the present.





While we were at Ilion, two of the boats we had locked through with on our first day on the Erie Canal also turned up at our same marina.  The two couples on "Merried with Her" and "Lady Jayne" are fellow Loopers traveling together as buddy boats, at least for part of their trip.


As we prepared to head out again on June 17th, both of these boats were readying to leave as well.  So, for another day, the three of us went through a few more locks together. And at the end of the day, we were all tied up at the free dock at Sylvan Beach, NY, on the eastern shore of Oneida Lake.



Sylvan Beach is sort of a mini version of Wildewood, NJ, with an amusement park, restaurants, and a beach, all within an easy walk of the canal and lake.





As an extra bonus, it is very well positioned for absolutely beautiful sunset views over the 20 mile long lake.



We planned our arrival on Friday so that we could snag a good spot to tie up our boat before the Father's Day weekend crowds would arrive on Saturday.



And it's a good thing we did, because the crowds arrived as expected, and if we hadn't arrived early, we would have been out of luck trying to find a place to tie up.





After a pleasant two days "at the beach," on Sunday, June 19th, we crossed 20 mile wide Oneida Lake, arriving at Ess-Kay Yards, a marina in Brewerton, NY, where we planned to stay for a few days catching up on boat maintenance.  We were so comfortable in this lovely setting that we looked at each other and said, "I could live here."




This was a scheduled, planned stop, where our mail could be sent to "hold for arrival," the engine oil could be changed, and some needed repairs could be done on the vinyl strataglass panels on our flying bridge, one of which had shattered and was letting in rain.


Once again, an added bonus of this spot was the vantage point from which to view lovely sunsets. We had no idea that this section of the Erie Canal would be quite so beautiful.


While at our marina in Brewerton, we met more fellow Loopers, some of whom were stopping here for maintentance like ourselves, and some who had more serious issues to deal with, such as bent propellers from hitting logs floating down the canal. These folks, luckily, had a spare pair of props onboad, so all they had to do was haul out and change them.



On June 23rd, with our own maintenance tasks complete, we prepared to move on again.  The weather was iffy, but the sky began to clear after early morning rain showers, so at 9:30 a.m. we headed out toward the Three Rivers Junction, where we would leave the Erie Canal and head north on the Oswego Canal, which would take us to Lake Ontario.  The water was smooth and glassy, reflecting the rows of trees lining both banks of the canal.



Shortly after making the turnoff onto the Oswego Canal, we approached Lock #1 at Phoenix, NY.  We had heard such nice things about this town and the friendliness of the people toward cruisers that we were tempted to stop.  But it was only mile number 2.7, so we decided to continue on through the lock.


Right after this lock was a lift bridge with 12' vertical clearance, so we had to ask the lockmaster to raise it for us (we require about 18' clearance) before we exited the lock.


That wasn't as tricky as Lock #2, which had a steel bridge with 5' vertical clearance right in the middle of the lock!  As we entered that lock, we were confronted with a stop sign on that bridge.  We had to stay south of the bridge until the lock lowered 18', which would allow 23' vertical clearance for the bridge.

The next few locks on the Oswego Canal were no problem, but we were notified that there might be a delay at Lock #7.  When we arrived, another boat was already inside and we were directed to move inside as well.  The lockmaster explained that they were having some trouble with slight movement of the concrete walls which was creating problems with the gates, and that they were going on a reduced schedule of lock openings until this issue could be resolved.  Luckily, we were right on time for the next scheduled opening and could lock through immediately.  Those who came after us were not so lucky and had to wait hours.

Since the weather forecast was not good, we decided to tie up on the free wall between Lock #7 and Lock #8 at Oswego, NY, just shy of the end of the Oswego Canal.  This would provide more protection in nasty weather than on the north side of the last lock which is more exposed to Lake Ontario. 

Shortly after we tied up, we heard a siren and a loadspeaker warning people that the water was rising rapidly in the river and that they should seek higher ground immediately.  We were confused and anxious about whether this included us.  The river was running furiously just on the other side of a wall from us.  Anyway, we walked back to Lock #7 and checked with the lockmaster who assured us that this would not influence water levels in the canal itself.  What a relief! 

So, we walked down a canalside path toward town to check things out and stopped for an early dinner at Patz on the waterfront, where we had a good view of the entrance to Lake Ontario, making it back to the boat just before the rain storm hit. We figured we could do more exploring the next day. 

Listening to weather forecasts for the next few days, however, made us change our plans.  On Friday, June 24th, the wind was predicted to be light, whereas on Saturday, the wind was supposed to pick up, creating 3-4 ft. waves on Lake Ontario. So we left Oswego the next morning instead of staying on for another day to do sightseeing.  Out past the lighthouse guarding the entrance to the Oswego Inlet and on to Lake Ontario we went.  This would be our first experience with a Great Lake!

Thursday, June 16, 2011

From Lady Liberty to the Erie Canal

On Sunday morning, June 5th, we emerged from our peaceful overnight anchorage at Liberty Park and once again entered busy New York Harbor.


We almost had to pinch ourselves to be sure that we weren't dreaming, that we really were right there in New York Harbor, dodging ferry boats taking tourists to and from the Statue of Liberty.



Then it was time to bid farewell to the lovely lady and begin our journey up the Hudson River, but not before our friends on Sun Cat snapped a photo of us from their boat to prove we were there.


Then we turned our attention to the rest of our surroundings, including Ellis Island just beyond the Statue of Liberty, where Ken's maternal grandparents entered the US from Italy as young marrieds seeking a new life.



And, of course, we admired the famous New York skyline, as we remembered it from our youth and from times we had visited NYC by car many years ago.


As soon as we approached the George Washington Bridge, the scenery changed dramatically.


Instead of towering highrise buildings, we gazed at the magnificent towering Pallisades.


To give some perspective regarding the height of these cliffs (300-500 ft.), just look at how small a sailboat looks cruising on the Hudson next to them.



On we cruised, past Tarrytown, bringing to mind Washington Irving's "Legend of Sleepy Hollow," past Ossining, famous (or infamous?) as the site of Sing Sing prison, past Haverstraw, where Benedict Arnold schemed with the British to betray and surrender West Point, a plot that was luckily aborted. 

We stopped overnight at Patsy's Bay Marina in Stony Point, NY, which we wouldn't particularly recommend to other cruisers.  The entrance channel is so shallow that it can only be traversed from mid to high tide, even by relatively shallow draft boats such as ours, and the shallow depth at the boat slips causes boats to literally sit on the bottom at low tide. Consequently, we had to wait until the tide had risen enough (almost 1:00 p.m.) the following day before we could leave the marina and move on.

The scenery we then encountered along the way, however, was well worth the wait, with lush vegetation and beautiful mountains on either side of the river.



We passed under Bear Mountain Bridge, which was the world's largest suspension bridge at the time of its completion in 1924.  In addition to carrying highway traffic, it also serves as the Hudson River crossing of the famous Maine-to-Georgia Appalachian Trail.



One of the highlights of our cruising day was passing West Point Military Academy.  Although cruisers can no longer stop there (because of heightened security since 9/11), we enjoyed the impressive view, as did the passengers aboard Pete Seeger's sailing vessel, "Clearwater," whose mission to clean up the Hudson has been quite successful.


Our destination that day was Newburgh, NY, but we were looking forward to passing Pollepel Island (also known as Bannerman's Island) along the way. On this island in the early 1900's Frank Bannerman, a munitions dealer, built a replica of a medieval castle as a summer resort and storehouse. Although boats can't stop there anymore, we hoped to get a good view of the castle.  As we approached the island, we did see parts of it sticking up through the vegetation, but not much.


Stupid us, we didn't even think to look back after passing the island, or we would have had a view of the entire castle! We found this out too late, after arriving at Newburgh, where we stayed at the Front Street Marina, which turned out to be a good choice.  No shallow channels!  However, the down side was that we were exposed to the wakes of passing boats on the Hudson, and our friends sustained damage to their boat as we were preparing to leave the next morning.


We had hoped to be able to take a tour of George Washington's 1782-83 headquarters, Hasbrough House, which is located in Newburgh, but because of our late departure from Stony Point, we arrived too late. However, we did enjoy a nice dinner at Billy Joe's Ribworks, which was right at the foot of our dock. This was very convenient until the entertainment began at 10:00 p.m., lasting until midnight.  Fun for those at the restaurant, but not for those of us trying to sleep.


But we did enjoy walking around the riverfront park, soaking up the atmosphere.






Our next cruising day was a long, hot one, with temperatures in the 90's.  Since we were going in the same direction as the breeze, we didn't feel it at all.  I sat at the helm with a bowl of ice water into which I dipped a cloth to mop my brow and hang around my neck to keep cool. Nonetheless, the scenery we passed was still beautiful and interesting, including this lighthouse, the first of several we were to see on the upper Hudson River guarding shoals or entrances to harbors.


That day we stopped at Catskill Marina, which was nestled in a pretty park-like setting, a short distance up Catskill Creek.




They also had a swimming pool, which I vowed to plunge into no matter how cold it might be.  I was that hot.  Well, not only was the water cold, but the the surface was covered with white cottony seed pods which were flying around all over the place from the trees. So, Jean grabbed a pool cleaning net and scooped out as much as she could, and we went in anyway.  It was very refreshing when we finally inched our way in.

The next day we were on the move again, destination Coeymans, NY, where we planned to take on fuel and stop for a couple of days to plan the next phase of our journey. We followed behind Sun Cat on another very warm day, but once again, the scenery along the way made up for the heat.



This was a short cruising day, and by noontime we were approaching our marina at Coeymans Landing.



This was where we would say goodbye to our friends, Steve and Jean, who were planning to leave their boat, Sun Cat, at the marina for a week or more while they rented a car to go visit family before resuming their cruise. They had been great traveling companions, and we knew we would miss them.  But we also knew that we would meet other fellow Loopers along the way, and we would probabably see Steve and Jean again next winter back in Florida at the end of our Great Loop Cruise.

So, on Friday, June 10th, we headed out for the final leg of our Hudson River cruise, carefully navigating our way around this silt dike upon departure from the marina


As we approached Albany, New York's capital city, the scenery changed from rural to urban.





Then it was on to Troy where we prepared for the first of many locks we would be passing through in the days and weeks ahead.  First we had to wait for the lock to open, which gave Ken an opportunity to practice securing the boat to a wall, similar to what we would experience inside the lock.



When the lock doors opened, we moved inside, along with another boat which had been waiting with us.


There are various methods used in locks to secure boats to the wall while being raised or lowered to a different water level.  In the Troy Lock, Ken had to loop a line around a pipe and secure it to our boat.  Then he had to make sure it didn't get caught as the water level rose.



Since other boats had come in behind us, we also had to be careful to keep our boat in the same place, and not allow it to move around in the lock.



When we had risen to the top of the lock, the doors opened and we all moved out of the lock.



Success!


Just a short distance beyond the Troy Lock, we arrived at a crossroads where some cruisers continue on toward Lake Champlain via the Champlain Canal, while others like ourselves turn left at Waterford, choosing the Erie Canal route.


This year, due to flooding in Lake Cahmplain, that route is closed to cruisers until the water level drops, so the Erie Canal route is the only option right now.

At noon we arrived at the free dock in Waterford, NY, where cruisers can pause for a couple of days to plan their trip through the New York Canals. Although the floating docks with electic hookups were full, we did mamage to secure the last spot along the wall without electricity available.  Since we have a generator, that was not a problem.


During our stay at Waterford, we were able to walk to the next lock to see what would lie ahead for us.  Below, the boat on the right is tied up to the wall right in fron of Lock #2, waiting for it to open.



Here it is with the doors closed.



As we watched, water began flowing out, so we knew it would open soon.





When the water flow stopped, the gates opened.




Then, after a green light turned on, the boat proceeded to enter the lock.  If you look closely, you can see that this is a sailboat with its mast unstepped and lying down.  That's because there are fixed bridges along the canal as low as 20 ft.



After the lock doors closed, we walked up the steps to watch the whole operation from above and to talk to the lockmaster about the various methods employed in this lock and others for securing boats.  This made us feel more secure about the trip ahead of us on the Erie Canal.