Mr. Frei is happily ensconced at a marina in St. Johnsville, New York after a large plate of spaghetti at a local Italian restaurant. It was a rainy day, but he said that he was a nice change from the hot sun.There were 2 Boys' Latin connections out of the 3 other boats staying at the marina for the night. One couple were parents of a graduate, and one lady had dated a graduate back in the 80's.
Lock 17 was amazing, and one of the tallest in the world at 40 feet. Will add a few photos taken there to the flickr set at
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ktylerconk/sets/72157605887017822/
Mr. Frei had an interesting night last night sleeping in his tent by lock 19. In the middle of the night a strong wind came up suddenly, causing him to worry that the boat might get blown into the canal. He chose to go to the boat rather than stay in the tent, even though he was the only thing weighing it down, since he would rather lose the tent than the boat.
After lashing down the boat, he discovered that his tent had blown across the field like a tumbleweed, and the contents resembled a tossed salad, which included the water from the cooler than had broken open with the force. Mr. Frei is a tough guy!
Today was a light day for Mr. Frei, as he "only" did 24 miles.
More tomorrow!
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