Day 81, 8.16.18, Ticonderoga

Nearly dead calm to start, so we ghost south. Gradually the wind picks up, and by late morning we're happily running along at up to 4.5 knots. Our next port of call is Port Henry, where high grade iron ore was discovered in the 1700s. Many mines were opened, and blast furnaces were built near the shore, where boats could be loaded bound for Albany and Troy. The mines played out around 1970, but much of the legacy lives on. We visited the town's museum. 

While casting off from the marina, I (Gary) missed my footing and fell into the cockpit. Despite the pain, I was able to steer while Kristen played deck monkey and took care of other needs. Favorable winds drove us down the lake to Ticonderoga, NY. Here we anchored and decided to stop at the local hospital to see if I had any serious injury. Their x-rays showed no damage, so they sent us away with pain killers.

Many thanks to strangers for help with transportation.

The bridge across Lake Champlain at Port Henry, NY.  This bridge of 2003 replaces the original structure built in the 1920's whose cement piers were degraded by the expansion of ice in the many winters it existed.  The original "style" of the old bridge's arch is preserved in the new structure.

Interpretive panel at Port Henry outlines the Magnetite and industrial industries complementary to the town of Port Henry

Inside the Magnetite Museum at Port Henry, NY

An HO scale layout depicts the town of Port Henry New York and captures the mining industry in its heyday.

The Town Hall and Magnetite Museum of Port Henry

Kristen gazes upon old iron.

Gary is a hurting puppy after his failed attempts at aerial levitation.  He's fairly comfortable however in his sedentary stance at the helm here however.

Gary not feeling so good after his failed attempts at aerial levitation.