Craig took Floyd to the local Tire Store ( it's a Canadian thing) to buy a boat hook. We sure didn't want to head into all those locks on the Trent-Severn with only one. He returned with one which I immediately dubbed the "baby" boat hook. While it is blue to match the boat, it is pretty dang small...but better than nothing. Oh, and easy to twirl...(Oh, the many skills I have!!!) The other thing we decided was to break out the walkie-talkies for locking through. With engines running and wind rattling the fly bridge, Floyd has difficultly hearing the First Mate ...and she doesn't really care for yelling on boats....(as per previous life experiences). We thought that might help prevent another moment of sheer terror!!!! Kelli giggled said something about an invasion of aliens...but man, do those things work!!!! So, even though all the books say don't travel the canal on weekends...Craig assured us that boat traffic would NOT be an issue...off we went.