It's 5:30 and we're anchored off Grenadier Island on the north end of the Thousand Islands in the St. Lawrence Seaway, about 130 nautical miles from Montreal; we should arrive on Thursday, depending on the locks. Yes, we have more locks to do - seven between here and Montreal. I can hardly wait.
We heard a little while ago that Claus and Rachael are in Montreal, so maybe we'll catch up with them in the next week or two. It would be fun to sit and swap war stories over dinner or drinks. I called and left a message for them.
We had an early dinner and have the rest of the evening to do whatever. It feels like a luxury.
When I was a child, I used to fantasize about living on my own island. It may have had something to do with being an introvert living in a chaotic household with five siblings less than eight years younger than me, I don't know. Anyway, today I was utterly fascinated by all the single-dwelling islands we passed and went nuts photographing them.
Well, off to clean the bathrooms...lest you think we're getting away from it all.
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