Campbellford, Ont Monday 07/12/10 to Hastings, Ont 07/13/10

The trip from Campbellford to Hastings went from noon to about 5:00 PM and involved locks 13 thru 18.  There will only be one or two pictures of locks in this set, I promise.  Hastings is a little bitty town that boasts a beer store and an ice cream store on our side of the river and most of the rest of the town is on the other side of the river.  To get there, you walk across a bridge that is right at lock 18 and then another long bridge that reaches the other shore.  Once there you can purchase sandwiches.  Sooo- we had it all, beer, ice cream and sandwiches.  This was my first time for a Canadian ice cream cone.  Ice Cream seems to be a passion for all folks Canadian.

Information about Hastings can be found at:   http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hastings,_Ontario

This is a view of, most likely lock 13.  We are heading toward the doors which are in the process of opening.  There is the dam and associated falls on the left and a power house on the right.

Since there are so many of thest things, I nominate it for the national bird of Canada.  I am sure Pat thinks at times that I miss a lot.  And I do.  She sees lots of things before I do and does not hesitate to point this out.  However, when it comes to float planes, I always see them first!  No matter how obscured from view they are.  This is from my past life as a light plane pilot.  Also my dad had float planes during his life. 

Scenes like this are one of the many reasons for doing the trip.  We could not get enough of it.

There were thousands of these colorful chairs along the waterway.

There were many of these along the waterway.  And some even larger.

There was no shortage of small business to serve you along the waterway.

This kind of art is common on the doors of boat houses and such.  Like this one, it is all very well done.

Back among the rocks.  So far, so good.

This is from the back of the Salt Shaker, moored along the city wall.  If you know exactly where to look, you can see Pat walking across the bridge bringing sandwiches from the shop on the other side of the river.  The boat with the two fenders hanging down is moored along the "blue line" at the entrance to the Hastings lock.  The blue line is where you wait for the next lock opening.  It is the same lenght as the lock so all boats that are at the line are assured entry on the next opening.  Very little communication between boats and the lock masters is done by radio as it is elsewhere.  Along the Trent-Severn it is all visual and position related.

This was our only neighbor at the wall.  A Canadian couple with their dog on a multiday ride thru some of their countryside.  I think the dog is on the forward deck checking us out.  This is in the morning as we were about to depart.