We managed to get to Buffalo on a Friday and had to wait until Monday to get our mast down. A spare couple of days gave us a great opportunity to check a little of the town out and make the quick drive to Niagara Falls with our friends from Mangoes, Marley and Mermaids.
After running around for parts and lumber, building the cradle and getting everything ready to have the mast taken down, we declared the next day to be Sunday Fun Day and made a little side trip to Niagara Falls. We parked on the US side and walked to the Canadian side via the pedestrian bridge, which was a first for all of us, not to mention it was faster than driving. The Canadian side is much prettier in my opinion, both the view of the falls and the surrounding area are far better than on the US side. Canadians know how to do up their green space, there is a big park next to the river and everywhere you look there are huge hanging flower baskets and well manicured flower displays bursting with color...a little more of a treat than the concrete jungle on the other side.
|On the pedestrian walkway to Canada|
Hoping we can get back into the US without a problem this time
|Like a bunch of blue ants|
|Too matchy-matchy? Too bad, neither of us wanted to change|
|Who cares if we just had a beer elsewhere...|
we couldn't pass up the Niagara Falls Brewery!
I was a little curious to see how getting back in the US would go. Not that I expected any issues really, I mean we are legally in the country (we're pretty sure) but you just never know. Or maybe that's just us. We sweet-talked the agent and he never even batted an eye at us...and we got out of there before they changed their minds.
What really brought us to Buffalo was the need to have our mast taken down. The Erie Canal has fixed bridges that we can't fit under with the mast up so down it must come. In order to do take it down we needed to build something on the boat that would hold the mast while we go down the canal. It's a good thing Ron is so handy, we had ourselves a nice, sturdy cradle for the mast in just a few hours (the profane language doesn't count, right?), the guy taking the mast down even commented on how "well-built" it was. I guess we don't have to worry so much about losing the mast on the canal then.
|A fine misty morning for stepping the mast|
|Stashed, lashed and ready to take on the Erie Canal!|