Day 21: Friday July 4
What a trip across! It was real windy. The waves were all bow-licker size. Some hit 4.5 feet Tom estimated. These are our Tsunami waves. Our spray skirt helped us out a few times, still we took on a little water. We got across before the tug in plenty of time. A guy in a motorboat came up and asked if we were doing okay. We motioned we were fine and didn’t need help. It was nice of him to inquire.
Well we thought the pull cord to be on the wall on the other side of the lock. We didn’t want to cross over as the tug was getting close. We pulled up to the rocky left shoreline and waited for the tug so we could motion to him. He didn’t even notice us so we paddled furiously across behind him to look for the cord. We found none, then saw it farther up on the other side – where we just were. We poured on the steam to get there as the tug was now getting in the lock. The long rope had swung away in the wind. I had to stand up and stretch my paddle out to get it. I buzzed the lockmaster and told him we were in a canoe and asked if we could lock through with the tug. He came back to say, “This is a hazardous lock. You’ll have to wait 45 minutes for the tug to get through first.”
Good grief. All our efforts for naught. We finally found an okay place to pull up the boat, we sat on some driftwood and had lunch.
Day 28: Friday, July 11
It was a beautiful night – good temps and beautiful sunset… The end of another wonderful day. What a nice campsite this is. We decide to hang around a bit.
Day 31: Monday, July 14
Bill lives here at the motel. We passed his room and he had a funny sign and a picture of himself on it. He’s really quite a character. He urged us…to go around the corner and look at another sign…It was a welcome sign for Tom and me. It had stick figures