Messing About in Boats, Boots, and Byways:

Archive of Erie Canal Journal entries for 2004:01 August 04

  One of our favorite destinations is the Erie Canal, which originally began in downtown Buffalo, and later when the canal was widened and renamed the Erie Canal Barge Canal, the canal began, and still begins, at North Tonawanda on the Niagara River where Tonawanda Creek empties into the river.

    We have biked in five-mile bites from Lockport to Brockport, and we've rowed a time or two, too.

  

  

Canal with cream and sugar

    01 August 04: I like coffee, a lot, but this was too much even for me. The rains of July have turned the color of the canal's waters, an ambiguous blue at best, to a light coffee color.

    The Reverend and I returned to Medina, for a second visit in a week's time. I wanted to get more daylight pix than I got in the previous trip.

    We like the stretch from the Medina Guard Gate to the Lift Bridge in the village. It took us a long time to find an access point. Even if you know the canal some, it is hard to cover all the places where roads cross and boat ramps await.

    The problem with the Medina boat ramp was that we had used it a few years ago but couldn't find it again for the longest time. It's on Bates Road, just east of the village.

We actually saw this bird, or one very like it -- a kingfisher -- a week ago when we were on this stretch of the canal. This time I got a pic.
The dragonflies were out in force. This one was perched on the sill of one of our boat's windows.
As we motored up the canal, into a coffee-colored scene, looking back toward the Guard Gate, this pic shows a bluer shade of brown.
It the glare of the afternoon sun, the water takes on the hue of coffee and cream -- ain't that sweet ... .
The coffee tone had some variations of its own, too.
Erie Canal ... or somewhere in the Everglades?
Mill on the water where Oak Orchard Creek goes under the canal to form Glenwood Reservoir. The bridge is the lower of the three in the village of Medina.
The Harmonica, with its construction yellow trim, mirrors the yellow earth-moving machine, which shares reflection space with a church spire.
Ripples alter the reflected image.
Our gentle boat wake chimes in to bring fresh changes as we glide by.
A bright red building on the south bank of the canal at the life bridge in Medina breaks into strong red color bars for the ducks.
Stronger.
Strongest.
Herkimer

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