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The Erie Canal at Last |
This morning started early for Bicki; 2 am early. She was awakened by the sound of footsteps on the deck. Not heavy ones, like a human's; but, rather soft and hesitant ones. The footfalls were accompanied by a hushed murmuring, like someone mumbling to themselves. Bicki got up and peered out the wheelhouse window. Walking along the caprail was a porcupine. What is the proper protocol for shooing away a quilled rodent? Apparently at 2 am it involves opening the Dutch door and yelling, "Get off my boat!" Surprisingly, or maybe not, the porcupine did so.
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Lock 24 on the Oneida River. Next Stop Brewerton, NY to Refill the Diesel Tanks |
"If you can't afford the fuel you're going to have to park the boat," was the unsolicited advice from the marina fuel attendant after seeing my shock at their $4/gallon diesel price. Instead we cruised Nellie 16 miles, out of the way, to Brewerton and got 120 gallons for $2.99/gallon. We spent $6 to save $120, that'll help keep us from having to park the boat.
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On The Baldwinsville, NY Wall |
Everywhere Nellie goes she's like a one boat parade. People are always waving. We always wave too. It's what you do when you're in a parade.
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Fifty-Two miles from Oswego, NY to Baldwinsville, NY (Including the Refueling Diversion to Brewerton, NY) |
Safely tied up to the free wall in Baldwinsville, NY. DBH