July 14-15 Cornwall, Ontario
We arose early for
departure shortly after 7:00 AM. We had
been told pleasure craft were admitted to Eisenhower Lock at 10:00 AM and 1:00
PM. There was no information available
on the assigned telephone number, the internet, nor in any of my books as to an
exact schedule. We arrived at the entrance to the lock at 9:00 AM and followed
check-in instructions. We had to dock
the boat in an assigned area (without help), walk on a swaying pontoon, and climb
the stairs to a call station. We were
told we would have a very brief wait as the lock would soon be opening to emit
upriver boats. I quickly re-boarded and
we returned to the lock entrance area.
After entering the lock,
we found a completely different docking procedure. With assistance (thankfully), we tied to bits
that lowered as the water receded more than 35 feet. The turbulence was considerable and I found
it very difficult to maintain control of the lines and keep the fenders in
place to protect the sides of the boat.
Only a short distance
from Eisenhower Lock, we entered Snell
Lock (there was no preliminary check-in) and encountered a similar situation. Both locks are massive as they were built to
accommodate the large commercial tankers that come through enroute to the Great
Lakes or the Atlantic. We were alone in
both locks so we were spared the anxiety of possibly hitting another vessel if
our lines (or theirs) became too loose.
David and I agreed the
check-in procedure for the locks is highly inefficient and very dangerous. All information needed could be transmitted
by electrical signs (already in place) or by speakers. We were fortunate there was no wind when we
had to dock. The pontoon was quite
unsteady and would have been exceedingly dangerous in a good wind. I would have had to go on my hands and knees
to keep my balance!
Before leaving Crysler
Park, I had consulted with another boater about the route to Cornwall, our next
stop. Comparing charts, he and I agreed
we could take the shortcut through Polly’s Gut (a disgusting name!) without
difficulty. One of my books mentioned a
24’ bridge in the area but neither of us could find such a barrier on our
charts. There was a very high International Seaway Bridge noted but nothing
else. I called the marina in Cornwall,
described my intentions, and asked if the bridge was a problem. I was assured it was not. WRONG!!!!
After exiting Snell Lock, we turned into Polly’s Gut and encountered the
strongest eddies we have experienced.
Fortunately, the depth was sufficient and we were able to avoid most of
them. After several miles, we were ready
to make a starboard turn to Cornwall when we saw the International Seaway
Bridge and hiding behind it was the lower span we had hoped to avoid. We could do nothing but reverse and go to
Cornwall via the longer route.
Cornwall Marina is a
beautiful place. Located in a spacious
park near the downtown area, we had lovely views in all directions. After a good rest, we ventured about six
blocks to the nearby mall (a small but active place), shopped a little, and
walked several more blocks to a recommended restaurant. Schnitzels
was a casual place with a good menu.
We dined on an outside patio and enjoyed veal Marsala that was truly
outstanding.
Tuesday morning brought
more rain but the sky was clearing by noon.
Before leaving Crysler Marina, we had contacted a repair person in
Cornwall to look at our persistent refrigerator problem. Despite all our efforts, it continued to
freeze everything inside. Brian arrived
as scheduled and within thirty minutes had solved the problem. Now we could return to the grocery store in
the mall and buy vegetables and fruits.
We loved Cornwall. The downtown area was charming, the marina was
wonderful, and the people were friendly and very helpful. We enjoyed sitting on our deck and watching
the flocks of geese gather on the adjacent hill. Robins were everywhere. We see them so briefly in Texas s they
migrate through our area. They prove
their intelligence by flying on to cooler climes!
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