Fenelon Falls

Aunt Aggie is tied on the wall right beside this sign.

This morning we left Buckhorn at 7:00 am, so that we would have quiet travels across the lakes to Fenelon Falls.  We passed through Pigeon Lake and arrived at Bobcaygeon as the lock opened around 9:00.  There we slipped into the lock beside Always Home.  Tumbleweed was in the lock too.  It was good to see our friends. Next we all motored across Sturgeon Lake to Fenelon Falls.  We had to wait a bit for the lock, but we all fit in.  The lock master helped us find a spot on the upper wall.  The wind had picked up, and it was hard to get the boat close.  Three guys pulled us in.  Thank you!  I was surprised by the wind's power since we'd driven from the lower helm, and I was not aware until we tried to dock that it was so strong.  We are rocking and rolling in the wind, but we are well tied.  

Wild rice grows in the lakes, making the channel narrower.

This is a charming town full of tourists.  Ice cream and pubs and gift stores are all on the two main streets right by our boat.  Across the way is the falls and a park.  I am writing this at a picnic table outside the visitor center, which has the free wifi.  

Top of a mill stone displayed in the park at Buckhorn.

This color of rock underlies Buckhorn.

Last night the wall at Buckhorn was much livelier than we've seen.  The area from Buckhorn to Fenelon Falls is a popular area for Canadians who rent houseboats or charming cottages on the lakes.  We counted 8 houseboats at our lock.  There were lots of folks playing games and enjoying music in the evening.  A group had a campfire too.  After I went to bed, I was awoken by the sound of a motor:  A houseboat was coming down the channel in the dark! Yikes!  I got up to watch.  There were no outside lights.  They motored quietly past all the tied boats and tied up on the blue line.  That's where you tie to show you are ready to go through the lock.  It was pretty weird to do that at 10:00 pm.  

Woohoo! George got a haircut today.

There's no privacy on the walls or in the marinas, so I am out of the haircutting business for now.