No mules named Sal in sight, but here we are, ready to begin locking through. As soon as our mail and prescriptions arrive, we'll be westbound toward Lake Ontario. From here, and for a long while, we will be seeing very small towns, and reminders of the industry that used to flourish along the Canal. We're doing well, and waiting for some sun!
As you can see, the boat is ready for transit-- mast and antennas (antennae?) down, a million fenders on each side. Also pictured is the gate on the lock. The lockmaster will empty the chamber, and we will go in and grab some lines to secure the boat. Then he will close the doors and raise the water level, (and us) to the top. Pretty cool!
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