Rolled out of Lock 9 at 8:03 and as advertised the “trail for experience riders” reared its ugly face. Walked two hills within the first hour and began a series of long climbs on slick secondary roads followed by long high speed descents. Farm land for miles with only two towns in between. For the second time I came across a huge prison with twenty foot walls out in the open with nothing around it. One was federal penitentiary and the other a New York state Prison. The latter had a huge gothic building in the center which at first I though was a giant cathedral but was really a jail dorm. Kind of creeped me out so I passed on taking a photo. I pushed on through the hills and heat with little shade. I consumed well over a gallon of water, some gator aid followed by lemon aid. I am still thirsty. As I rolled into Port Henry, Bulwagga Bay camp resort was on my right. A typical semi permanent RV site but with a nice view of lake Champlain. After setting up camp I rode to a local hamburger stand and had a modestly decent dinner. In the process I communicated with Rick Peyser, a friend and New Hampton classmate, who was planning on picking me up in Burlington after my ferry ride from Port Kent. Rick informed me that this ferry was discontinued. The State of New York had not revised its map and related information. (God damn computer has decided to print everything in bold and I can’t reset it. Whatever happened to KISS?). The good news is that tomorrow I will need to ride only twenty miles to Essex instead of forty to Fort Kent. Given that the Empire trail from Fort Ann is all secondary highway and not at all what I envisioned, I will be crossing over to route 15 in Vermont and riding from east of Burlington to Canada, a much more scenic ride. So once off the ferry Rick and I will go to our fifty-fifth school reunion. I have already shipped a box of clothes for the event.
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