Lock 43 claims to be the biggest on the Trent-Severn...but Lock 44 is truly the most amazing. We spent the evening hours walking all around and analyzing the contraption. We saw a boat arrive at the bottom end and relaxed thinking that we could watch them come up in the next morning before we took our turn. Alas, they disappeared in the night...so it was us, the men and that BIG machine....no sweat...in fact, we think it was the easiest of all locks. I had no chores...fenders were in and no need for lines...Floyd drove in, they said stop....I politely asked if while we were high and dry, would they check our props and shafts for weeds...they said sure...found and removed some...and next thing we knew, we were headed out below...one more tiny lock (the smallest in the system) said good bye to the Trent-Severn...hello, Georgian Bay...went straight to Penetagueschene. Piece of cake.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
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