After taking the dog for a walk we hoisted the tender and headed out. Four locks lay ahead. Lots to do today.
Lock #1 (Aberdeen) was the only one where we had company. We got into the lock and got held up. I thought the lockmaster told us something was wrong with a valve, but it turns out we were waiting for 2 boats. They were fast boats, a Carver and something like a Carver. They got in quick and, once the lock doors opened, they got out too. Didn't see either of them until we got to the marina -- they were already there.
Lock #2 (Amory) was open and ready for us. Lock #3 (Wilkins) wasn't. He profoundly apologized that he read the fax wrong and thought we were downbound. (So, they get faxes about boat traffic... interesting.) It didn't matter since by the time we reached him the green light was on and he was ready for us.
|Look! Boats! They blazed out of there once|
the doors were open. Caught up to them in Midway.
Throughout the day there was rain on and off with occasional thunder. It rained hardest right after the last lock. We only had 3 miles to the marina at that point. Checking the weather we knew it wouldn't last, so we slowed our pace to prevent docking in a downpour. Or gale. Even the dockmaster remarked on our good timing.
|Rainy day. It looked darker and drearier than the photo.|
Total lock count: 8