While we were in Gananoque we did quite a bit of walking around. In Canada Sin Taxes pay for their healthcare system. Free healthcare? Not exactly, drinkers and smokers pay for that “free” healthcare. In Kentucky where 11% of the wholesale cost of a bottle of liquor makes Kentucky one of the highest liquor tax states in the US and this bottle of Maker’s is still $20 less than it is in Canada. Canadian prices are usually 50-100% higher than US prices.
Read the shelf tag. Maker’s Mark, it’s not just for breakfast anymore!
YEAH BABY!!!
Beautiful homes.
Breakfast with the Neals and a sendoff for Dave and Sue as they wait for a taxi to take them to a rent a car for their drive back to Louisville.
Dominoes with Pappy 15. Half the bottle evaporated during the games.
Pizza for dinner on the restaurants deck as this large vessel goes by.
This is the 13 foot long replacement propeller shaft that came in on Monday for Saltaire.
Deb and I had to return home as it had become clearly evident that it was time to put our furbaby down.
I hate playing God.
Incredible how much unconditional love a dog can bring to a home.This is my bestest, favoritest photo of Jake. Great photo, but that dog could not spell!
Deb and I drove 13 hours to return to New York on Tuesday morning. We left Clayton, NY at 11:30 today to continue the Loop. We traveled 60 miles to this wonderful anchorage.
Ahhhhh, another beautiful sunset.
After a great dinner of grilled pork chops Deb and I retired to the bow of Whisky Business for Manhattans made with our own Bourbon Board of Directors Woodford Double Oak Single Barrel Solera bottle.
The Thousand Islands area (actually 1864 islands) of the Saint Lawrence River between Canada and the US is truly stunning. I have included a lot of photo’s of island homes as they are so unique and like nothing I have ever seen before. Enjoy.
Thousand Islands Bridge.
Another photo as we passed the Boldt Castle. On Wednesday we cruised up the Saint Lawrence about 20 miles to an anchorage that sounded perfect. We passed the Boldt Castle again and got some better photo’s of this amazing place.
Boldt Castle Play House.
Lighthouse on a “shoal”. It’s a shoal cuz there is no tree.
This actual island would not have held a case of whiskey it is so small.
Approaching Singer Castle on Dark Island. Castle here was built by Frederick Bourne at the turn of the last century. He was the 5th president of the Singer Sewing machine company.
After our tour of the castle we found our anchorage just across the river. Deb and Sue got out the smoked salmon and cream cheese and we had a lovely repast.
Dropped the dink and took a ride around our anchorage. Saw this mini gazebo on this mini shoal.
A refreshing dip in the river. A bit brisk. On the George Castanza Shrinkage scale, I believe it was about an 89.
Grilled pork loin for dinner.
Great sunset.
Pulled up the anchor this morning and it was full of seaweed or seagrass whatever. At times there would be mounds of the stuff larger than a basketball. And when the anchor came into view, well it didn’t actually come into view as it was encased in the stuff. Got as much of it off as I could but when we got back to the marina I had to lay the chain out on the dock while Dave cleaned out the chain locker which is located in the very front of the boat in front of the forward bed.
Cruised back down the Saint Lawrence on the Canadian side.
The tree makes this an island.
There has been so much rain in this area that a lot of homes are flooded. In marinas docks are still underwater.
Mr. Bill’s cottage. Only old people will get this.
Made it to the town of Gananoque (gan-an-ok-way), Ontario. We are in this huge marina. See the sailboat leaving the marina? We are 3 slips to the left and have to walk a long way to get to the street. This is a aerial view of the marina.
Went to the Gananoque Inn for beer and apps. Love the menu.
Took a walk around this nice town.
A memorial to lives lost from this area in previous wars
Left Oswego at 9:40 this morning and ran up the east side of Lake Ontario for 4 hours to Sacket Harbor. Below is the iconic lighthouse at the entrance to the Oswego canal.
With Saltaire. Had to get this photo for John and Debbie.
Got this shot leaving the marina headed out on the lake. This area gets a wee bit of snow so they stockpile salt. A LOT of salt.
You can see the Whisky Business icon in the lower right of our chartplotter heading due north or straight up.
When we got halfway across we saw 400 feet of depth. If Debbie had thrown me overboard there, my body would never be found.
We had light rain and fog crossing but uneventful. Then the flies found us. Way out on the water we were inundated with these little black flies. If fly killing ever becomes an Olympic event, Debbie and Dave will certainly be vying for the Gold Medal. You should have seen ’em. Dave with his purple flyswatter and Debbie with her pink fly hammer swinging away. We even deployed fly paper strips and trapped a brazzilion of ’em.
Arrived in Sackett’s Harbor and they placed us in a slip that was at the end of a fairway. A little wind too made it a real challenge to get in. Add a stern tie and the gauntlet was thrown down. With the aid of WB’s back up camera it was a piece of cake.
This morning we made the run over to the Saint Lawrence River with Clayton, NY in our sights. No flies today.
For the last 5,000 miles we have been running in dirty water. The inland rivers are muddy. The waters in the Gulf and Atlantic Ocean are tannic and the Chesapeake and Erie Canal are not much better. Now that we are back in fresh water on Lake Ontario the water is as close to crystaline as we will get. Look how white our wake is. Until this point it has been brown since leaving Louisville.
Some pretty shots on the way to Clayton.
Counted 80 of these huge electricity generating wind mills in this area.
Saw this great big house that had completely fallen into disrepair. At first we thought it had burned, but apparently just neglect. This photo doesn’t do it justice, it is really big and 3 floors.
At first we thought this was one of those big ferries, but actually a cruise ship.
See the boats in front of the cruise ship? This is where tragedy struck. Those boats are in the marina where we docked. While manuevering at the entrance to the marina, Saltaire lost their starboard transmission as there was no control. Or so he thought. John was able to safely get to a wall and after Whisky Business was secure in her slip Dave and I went to discuss the issue with John. Not sure how much help I could be cuz I know nothing about transmissions. He told us that after securing the boat he went to the engine room and had Debbie put the boats starboard transmission in gear and sure enough the propeller shaft was turning, but no thrust from the propeller. I had heard of a similar situation on the original Mint Julep, a Jefferson owned by our friends Bob and Pam Shircliff. Their shaft broke inside a device called a coupling where the shaft meets the transmission. I suggested perhaps he had lost his propeller. No way. Water here is pretty clear so John puts on his dive mask, lays on the swim platform and takes a peek under his boat. All he sees on the starboard side is the strut and a ragged 2 inch end of a propeller shaft. No propeller. His wife Debbie remembers a “bump” right outside the marina. Diver coming at 10 AM this morning to search for the prop. There is a boat yard right next to this marina for haul out. At one point on our trip across the lake we had both run up our speed to blow out our turbo’s. Really glad it didn’t happen out there.
Found it. The 2 1/4″ thick stainless steel shaft had corroded inside the propeller! Crazy!
The nuts that hold the propeller on the shaft are still attached to the shaft that was left after breaking off.
Clayton, NY.
To relieve the stress we go to a nearby restaurant frequented by some friends of the Neal’s to celebrate Debbie Neal’s and Ringo’s birthday. After giving the bartender my boat card and asking for a couple of Manhattans’ she tears up my “Manhattan instruction manual” and tosses it back at me. Apparently she had been warned about this. Very funny, we all got a kick out of it. And the manhattans were sublime. Pictured below are manhattans 3 & 4.
“YA CAN’T HAVE ANY PUDDING IF YA DON’T EAT YER MEAT!”
C’mon y’all. Pink Floyd? The Wall? Haley pleeeeaase tell me you get this! I would make my daughter listen to Pink Floyd when I would drive her to school. Hmmm, was that on 8 track or cassette???
Beautiful sunset.
On Tuesday we took a river tour with a trip to the Boldt Castle on Heart Island. George Boldt had this thing built at the end of the 19th century for his wife. He had 300 workers building this castle for 4 years when his beloved wife Louise “mysteriously” passed away. He then cabled the workers and told them to cease their activities and the island and castle lay dormant for over 70 years until in 1977 the Thousand Islands Bridge Authority purchased the property and began restoration. Mysteriously passed away? I read on one site that she had a “heart condition”. I think the heart condition was a byproduct of a bullet. Rumor has it she was messin’ around with the chauffer.
On the trip up the river the definition of an island was explained to us. To be an island, the piece of land must be at least 1 square foot, stay dry all year and have at least 1 tree growing on it. This is an island.
Many islands are privately owned with palatial estates.
Some not so palatial.
Thousand Islands Bridge
Statue of Saint Lawrence.
The Boldt Castle.
The Playhouse. Two bowling lanes, a small stage for theatre and other amenities.
Another great sunset.
Red sky at night, sailors delight. Tomorrow will be a good day to run up the river on Whisky Business for a few nights at anchor.
You may recall, oh faithful reader, my post of April 11. In that post I recounted a fuel filter issue that sidelined us for an afternoon. You may also recall our friends Dave and Sue Heilman had just joined us for the run to the Keys. History repeats. So the Heilman’s drive up from Louisville and meet us in Brewerton, NY for a ride through the Thousand Islands area of the St. Lawrence Seaway. First day on the boat we are headed to Oswego which is a little town on Lake Ontario. Great Lakes are soooo close. Underway on a really pretty day and I get a high temperature alarm on my starboard engine. Shut ‘er down. Enter the engine room (pretty hot down there) and the large hose that feeds the water pump appeared to fail at a juncture of 2 hoses. Fried the impeller.When I pulled the impeller, part of the water pump came out with it. Damn. Option 1 is to run on 1 engine back to the marina/boat yard for repairs. When I call my two buddy boats to tell ’em we are turning back Option #2 appears. John Neal on Saltaire responds that he has a spare water pump from his starboard engine (same engines as mine) since he had upgraded his raw water pumps.
What are the odds???
Moral of the story?
STOP LETTING THE HEILMAN’S ON THE BOAT!!!
Water pump located BEHIND the oil filter.
Old water pump and fried impeller. The black, ribbed item is the impeller. It spins inside the water pump housing drawing raw water into the engine for cooling.
This is the piece of the pump that came out of the water pump when I pulled the impeller out. Not supposed to do that.
We limp to Phoenix, NY and effect the water pump change out, test drive the boat and all is well. John Neal and Carey Garber from Carried Away did the changeout since John had done it before. These guys changed a flat tire in the rain for me.
Phoenix, NY has a free dock wall that we tied up to and spent the night there. When we arrived a group of young men were on the wall to catch our lines and eagerly assisted us in securing Whisky Business. Our first opportunity to meet the Bridgehouse Brats. Over 20 years ago there was a group of young men/boys who would come down to the Oswego River and clean it up and beautify the area. At night another group of kids would come down and destroy everything the daytime kids did. A woman and her father in town got all these kids together and formed the Bridgehouse Brats (bridgehousebrats.com). Very cool. Check ’em out.
My favorite shot of Carried Away. They are leaving us to head straight for the Trent Severn and home in Michigan. So much fun running with these guys. Hopefully we can see them again when we head down Lake Michigan.
Fulton Canal just before Oswego.
Lock #7, our next to last lock before Lake Ontario. We traveled down in this lock. Notice where the top of the chamber is? About even with the deck of WB.
The bottom of the lock chamber. Quite a drop. And these locks are fast. They are closing the doors before the last boat is secure and the water goes out really fast but very little turbulence.
One of the 8 dams on the Oswego River.
Semi circle waterfall over a dam.
In the locks these ropes just hang down and you hold on! Can you see where the rope gets really dirty? Like that all the way down. Good pair of gloves required in these locks.
Lock #8 on the Oswego River just before entering Lake Ontario. Our able bodied and fit lockmaster.
Beautiful sunset. This is how a day on the water should end.
Not ours.
The crew of Whisky Business got out the grill and grillmaster Heilman cooked up some fab filets. We had a wonderful meal and then our Looper friends show up and the party begins. Went to 1 AM. Which is WAY past Looper midnight. Carey went to his boat and got out his guitar.
OMG, we had more fun than any other time on this adventure. WB is sitting a few inches less in the water due to the demise of a whole bunch of bourbon.
To rid the boat of those darn eelflies I found it was a lot easier to simply hose ’em off. Only problem was we were on a “free” wall in Sylvan Beach. That means no power and no water. I did not want to use our store of fresh water (WB holds 200 gallons of fresh water) so I used raw water right out of the canal. WB has a raw water intake for rinsing with seawater. Worked great in getting rid of those pests but left the boat looking less than clean. First thing this morning, like 6 AM I washed the boat. Around 7 :30 I woke Debbie up for a day trip to Niagara Falls. She had mentioned many times she would like to see this area. Enterprise picked us up at 10 and we were off on the 3 hour drive. With the falls being located on the USA side, the best viewing is from Canada. We crossed the border and spent the afternoon viewing the spectacle.
On the Canadian side they have a zip line set up that must be close to 100′ off the ground.
This particular waterfall is the American Falls which has huge boulders at the bottom which have calved from the waterway.
You can barely make out the tourist boat in the mist. Tourists are issued red rain gear if they take the tour boat from the Canadian side and blue gear from the US side.
WOW! A shrine to SKYLINE CHILI??? No such luck.
Today we rented a big SUV and the Neal’s, Garbers and Rogers headed to the Finger Lakes area to visit wineries. With it’s cooler climate the Finger Lakes region makes well crafted Rielsings, and Pinot Noirs. I had a few unoaked Chardonnays as well that I thought were rather tasty. After quite a few samples I needed a break…
We had lunch in the little town of Geneva at the Waterstreet Cafe and the server highly recommended Three Brothers Winery. Interesting place. Two different wineries, one serving sweeter wines and the other serving dry wines. Plus a brewery.
Saw this wine. Notice the red wax running down the neck of the bottle? Maker’s Mark guards this practice jealously.
And to add insult to injury, this winery uses Brown-Forman barrels to age this wine in.
The tasting room guy said it was aged in Woodford Reserve barrels. Actually Old Forester barrels or maybe even Early Times Bourbon barrels. How do I know? Notice the “DSP KY 354” stampled on the barrel? That is the Brown-Forman distillery located in Shively, Ky.
Left Amsterdam, NY on our way to Little Falls, Utica and Sylvan Beach, NY. Finally slowing down and smelling the roses. There had been a bottleneck at the entry to the Oswego Canal which will take us to Lake Ontario. It has been closed for some time and boats have been backing up trying to get to the Great Lakes. The numbers in the circle represent boats. Lake Ontario is in the upper left corner of the photo. Right now (June 30) we are in the area depicted by the circle with a 10+ in it. Almost all of the boats in this area have followed the other boats up the Oswego Canal to the big lake.
We’ve been having great weather and the Erie is pretty cool. Much of it is actually the Mohawk River and it resembles the Tennessee River in many ways.
Coupla pretty cool lock hands. All of the Lockmasters have been great. Unlike the Lockmasters on the inland rivers, these folks all speak english. On the rivers we think it is a prerequisite to have worked in the New York City subways prior to a stint at a Corps of Engineers lock.
On the right side of the photo you can see the dam.
Entering one of the 20+ locks on the Erie Canal. These locks are much smaller than those on the inland rivers.
As everyone in my family knows, the Holidays were the busiest time for me when I was still working. After every Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner I would fall asleep in a chair with my mouth open. One year Nick and Haley gave me a blanket with photo’s they had taken over the years of me sleeping with my mouth open after a great meal. Well, one year Nick fell asleep…so I gave him one of these rare coffee mugs. Love drinking my morning coffee out of it. Always puts a smile on my face
On the subject of photo bombs, this is my big brother Jim. I introduced you to him when he helped me bring the boat down the Tombigbee waterway from Iuka, Mississippi. He fell asleep on a train in France…
Speaking of my big brother, when we were kids mom and dad would pile us into the car for a 2 day drive to Rhode Island to see my mom’s family. Every bakery and neighborhood grocery would sell slices of tomato pie. Not pizza mind you. I have always loved this stuff. Whenever I fly up east to see family my carry on on the way home reeks of garlic due to the 40 slices of tomato pie in it. At the Aquavino restaurant right on our dock in Utica the subject of tomato pie came up. Terrific lady by the name of Trish brought 2 of these boxes to our boats next morning.
Is she cute or what???
Whisky Business is equipped with the latest and greatest marine navigation software this side of the US Navy. The color white denotes the Erie Canal. Yellow is dry land. What is wrong with this picture. We are navigating in the center of the marked channel which does not agree with the chartplotter.
A young couple are traveling on this very small sailboat. Rather minimalist. On the Erie they hit a submerged object with their rudder and have to end their trip.
Not an infinity pool. But if you look closely you can see a dam. We are on the high side of the dam. Saw a lot of these on the Erie.
How the dam appears on the chartplotter.
Farm in the distance.
A lot of really low bridges. We lowered our antennae’s and anchor light so as not to scratch the underside of the bridges we encountered.
Lock # 17 just east of Little Falls, NY. Largest lift on the Erie at 41 feet. At the beginning of the video you will notice the large “guillotine” door that we pass under. It goes by quickly so watch carefully. Instead of traditional doors, this lock’s eastern door is raised above the boat and we had to pass under it going into the chamber.
Could not get a picture of the actual door as things happen pretty fast once you get in a lock chamber. I cheated. I took a photo of the image in our guide book.
The counter weight for the “guillotine” door is a giant molded concrete slab.
What a view these guys have. Friendly fellows.
Just about the only place on the Erie Canal that actually looked like a canal.
These are called “Guard Gates”. Actually flood control doors that drop into place.
Deb and Kari enjoying a preprandial beverage without their pesky husbands in Little Falls.
Fishin’ spot.
At this end of the Erie we are now being lowered on our way to Utica, NY.
Interesting marker in Little Falls.
On the way to Sylvan Beach located on the eastern shore of Lake Oneida we passed a group of Amish enjoying the beautiful day.
Interesting, the moment they became aware they were getting their picture taken they turned their heads.
On our way to Sylvan Beach we passed a bridge where kids were jumping off the bridge supports in to the water. Got kinda close to us. Big propellers make small body parts should you run over someone. Captain Carey on Carried Away who was following us ‘splained to these miscreants that jumping in front of large water craft was not a wise idea. They apoligized. They promptly jumped in front of John and Debbie Neal as they approached on Saltaire.
Went to a BarBQ joint for dinner. Debbie wouldn’t let me buy it. Would have looked swell on the swim platform.
This little resort town of Sylvan Beach had an amusement park. Skee Ball and all of the old arcade games were present and accounted for.
Oneida Lake actually runs east to west but I have set up our navionics with a “heads up” orientation.
‘Bout 20 miles across.
The eelflies came out lost night. Look like mayflies to me. We were covered in ’em. For those of you that know Debbie, you know she does not like bugs of any sort. I got up at 5:30 IN THE MORNING so I would have plenty of time to rid the boat of the things before she got up. They covered the outside of the boat.
Now in Brewerton, NY. And within striking distance of Lake Ontario. Here for a few days.
The dock we are on is just a smidgen too low for Debbie to step off from the deck of WB but too high to get off from the swim platform. We carry this gangway for such instances.
Video below is Whisky Business entering the first lock on the Erie Canal (Lock 2). I wanted to video the first 5 locks over the stretch of 2 miles that would lift us 169 feet. Turned out the lockmaster for Lock 5 didn’t show for work so the Lock 3 lockmaster had to operate #5 while we waited for him to return to let us into #3.
This video is of the next 4 locks in rapid succession. Unlike the rivers, these locks do not cater to large commercial vessels. In lieu of bollards that a barge or boat would tie up to in the lock, there are ropes or cables that hang down the wall and you simply grab on to a couple of them as your boat rises in the chamber.
WB entering a lock. We never knew which side of a lock we would be told to tie up to so we placed our big boy fenders on each side. The largest set of fenders we have are the big orange ones you see on the stern. I place the largest fenders there so as we pull away from a lock wall our extended swim platform doesn’t hit the wall.
Debbie holding us in place.
One of our friendly Lockmasters.
Parts of the Erie Canal are actually the Mohawk River. Reminds us of the Tennessee River.
No mushroom clouds evident.
Approaching a lock and dam. Very turbulent water coming over the dam. When approaching the lock you had to have a bit of speed so the turbulence would not get a hold on the boat and put it on the rocks.
Tonight we are tied up on a wall on the Erie at Amsterdam, NY. Showers and thunderstorms are in the forecast tomorrow so we may stay here a day. This wall is pretty high. At first we were getting off the boat from the swim platform but a short time later we moved the boat to position the ladder at our deck area.
Late on Tuesday morning our friends John and Debbie Neal onboard Saltaire showed up. In tow they had their niece and her two children. Great family! Day started off pretty gloomy so we started with bloody mary’s, dominoes, euker and other games until Nap O’Clock. Took a walk to the local Dollar General for a grill and charcoal.
Saw this waterfall.
Had a pot luck dinner with all of our favorite Loopers. Missing from the photo is Milton from Here’s an Idea. He is always the photographer. I don’t think he wants his image in any photo. Maybe he’s in the witness protection program???
Originally, this was to have been the end point of our 2019 cruising season of the Great Loop. Our plan was to spend 2018 getting the boat to our marina in Punta Gorda, FL. This year was to have been spent cruising the Bahama’s, Chesapeake and points beyond and up to this area. 2020 was to have been spent cruising the Great Lakes, passing thru Chicago at the end of August. Early this year the Army Corps of Engineers decided to close the Illinois River to all but commercial traffic from July thru November 2020 which would have held us up for another year so now we have to complete the Loop this year. Starting tomorrow morning we will begin what was to have been the 2020 cruise of the Great Lakes. A new adventure begins…
Lighthouse at the entrance to Kingston, New York. The Hudson is a really pretty river.
Named an island after us!
An empty cargo vessel. This thing is sitting so high in the water you can see a blade of the propeller sticking out of the water in front of the rudder.
Entering Albany, New York.
Brings back memories of Louisville’s river front.
Waterfall near Troy, New York. You can see the lock entrance to the right of the small building.
Does this lock chamber make my transom look big???
This is Lock #2 which begins the our trip up the Erie Canal. We will traverse 5 locks over less than 2 miles which will lift Whisky Business 169 feet. The highest lift in the world over such a short span of waterway.
Boat exiting Lock #2. BTW, there is no Lock #1 on the Erie Canal.
This photo was taken looking downstream from the first door of Lock #2.
Pictures just do not do Lady Liberty justice. Debbie and I were quite moved when we slowly cruised in front of her. The other Loopers with us all said the same thing. Really a sight to behold.
We took a bunch of photo’s of Manhattan. Tried to select the better ones. We had a pretty low ceiling so could not see the top of many of the sky scrapers.
This is the Verazanno Narrows bridge as we entered the Hudson river. Back in the day, I ran 3 New York Marathons and they all started on this bridge.
You can see WB in the lower portion of this picture. This area got really busy with ferry boats, tour boats and work boats.
Poor visibility means use the radar. You can see the 2 red spots in front of us that we were closing on (our radar has a doplar feature so if a target is getting closer to us it shows up red. The top two targets were moving faster so they were green. WB is located in the center of the screen. See the 2 red areas that form an upside down “V”? That is our wake. When dialed in close our radar even picks up the waves we make.
On the left side of the photo you can see the new World Trade Center but the low clouds and fog obscure the top.
The other Colgate clock.
Another shot of the bottom of the World Trade Center.
One of the great things about New York is the bagels. Never duplicated. Best anywhere.
Such a gloomy day yesterday. Needed some comfort food. Debbie fired up the butane cooktop while we were underway and made grilled cheese sammich’s
Oh yeah, Jalapeno chips too.
Lots of photo’s passing through Manhattan
Top Golf in Manhattan???
Couple cool photo’s of the Tappan Zee Bridge.
This iconic bridge is the George Washington Bridge. When we were kids mom and dad would pile all 6 of us in a car with no airconditioning in June and we would drive for 2 days to Providence, Rhode Island for vacation. This was before interstates. On the second day we would cross this bridge and at that time we knew we were getting close. So I sent this picture to my brother and sisters and they couldn’t name it. So disappointing…
We cruised 58 miles on Wednesday to Half Moon Bay Marina.
Finished the day with 3 other Looper boats. Lot of dirty water dissappeared that night.
Thursday morning we departed Half Moon Bay for Kingston with a fuel stop first. Took on 200 gallons. Another gloomy overcast day with low clouds.
Looks a lot like the Tennessee River through this part of the Hudson. This is an uncontrolled river. No locks or dams so it is still subject to tides and currents from the Atlantic. Leave the dock on a rising tide and get a 2 MPH boost in speed.
Amtrak with a lot of cars.
Another artistic rendition of a bridge.
This is a sailboat with the mast “stepped”. On the inland rivers with their low bridge heights sailboaters will remove their masts. Some ship them south to have them reinstalled. Some, like this fellow will take their mast with them.
A walking bridge over the Hudson in Poughkeepsie, NY. This is a really long bridge.
Today as we approached Kingston, NY we passed the 5000 mile mark at these GPS coordinates
This lighthouse marks the entrance to the Kingston City Docks.
Debbie said she wanted a bigger boat. Bet I could get a deal on this one.
Whisky Business, Here’s an Idea and Carried Away.
Milton Schaefer on Here’s an Idea was a Navy SeaBee. The SeaBees are the construction arm of the naval armed forces. CB or SeaBees comes from the name Construction Battalion.
Nice little town.
Leave it to Deb to find the local dive.
We owned this place!
Had to send this to Julian and Preston Van Winkle. The story of Rip Van Winkle originated in the Catskills area of New York state.
After a great dinner of grilled pork chops Deb and I retired to the bow of Whisky Business for Manhattans made with our own Bourbon Board of Directors Woodford Double Oak Single Barrel Solera bottle.
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