Medina to Brockport, NY

It was a chilly 48F under clear skies and a light north wind when we woke up this morning in Medina. This entire week we’ve been bombarded by cottonwood seeds—the pic below was the surface of the canal next to our boat.

We went 25 miles, to Brockport, NY, passing under three more guard gates and six lift bridges. We had planned on seven, but one of them was temporarily removed for refurbishment. It was incredibly peaceful and serene today, with calm waters, and forest or farmland beyond the towpaths, now used by bikers and hikers.

We saw few other boats—here a couple of them enjoying the day. 

Brockport is working hard to attract and welcome tourists. Their visitor’s center along the canal is staffed by friendly volunteers and has bathrooms, showers, laundry and a lounge. They have facilities for boaters on the town wall, allow bicyclists to camp on the lawn and have free loaner bikers for all to use. We got the best spot, right in front of the bathrooms and laundry and close to everything.

It stayed sunny and pleasant with temps in the mid-60s. We took advantage of the weather and the laundry machines and while waiting for it to finish, we lounged outside, then Kathleen played her fiddle and I did some boat maintenance and cleaning. We ate dinner aboard, then walked around town and along the canal before playing Carcassonne in the cabin, then called it a day.