Saint Johnsville, NY
Beautiful day to make about 27 miles where we docked on the Saint Johnsville Municipal Marina wall and it seems like we saw it all today. There were rolling hills, religious shrines, a cut through the hills made by the Mohawk River with the Erie Canal in the middle, Interstate 90 on the south shore, regular trains rolling by on the north shore, all brought together in the narrow cut. Since I-90 is within yards of the canal, there was the ever present McDonalds at a truck stop, and There were several duck crossings, kind of like deer crossings but not signed, and an interesting afloat camp with two canoes powered by a Sunfish and a makeshift spinnaker filled with kids who, of course, wanted us to blow the boat’s horn. We were also entertained in Saint Johnsville by the local Sheriff’s office water patrol who were on training with two officers on jet skis, two officers in an aluminum skiff and two officers in an airboat, running up and down the canal making a lot of noise.
We were greeted at the marina by two other boats already docked and they helped us tie up - always a nice treat saving Ann a lot of angst - since her overarm throw is still not in full form yet. The town we stayed in consisted of a Stewart’s, which is a New England version of 7/11, a drug store, a small camp ground, laundry mat and a bar. There is even a little lighthouse and keeper on the corner of the little marina cover. All anyone really needs, right?
Since there def was not much to see, we took a nap, and then had “docktails” on the park green with our new found bff boat friends, and had a ton of laughs listening to some of the crazy predicaments they had gotten themselves in to on the Loop. Two of our favorites included being inside a lock, grabbing a line, losing control of their boat, twisting completely around in the lock while barely missing the other boats in the lock, and then having to back out of the lock when the gate opened - and going in to Liberty Landing Marina in NYC, hitting the dock when going in, and knocking the engine off their dinghy and watching it quickly sink to the bottom of the Hudson. No saving that … their stories were told. We also passed another boat who had lost its steering inside of a lock, and had to tie up to another boat and raft along side of them to the next marina. We are learning a lot - and it’s never been a dull day!
Go here to find the Nebo summary and track for the day.
