Intriguing...That is one description that comes to mind about the locks the first time I saw them. Our family watched for hours as ships would come in and pass through. My mind couldn't help but wonder, where were they going, where had they been, and what an adventure they must be having.
Daddy and Taylor--She needed a mid-day snooze.
While at the Locks Museum we learned about not only the lock themselves, but how this to many crew was their "home away from home". In the small amount of time they spent passing through, a crewmen could get a haircut, check out a library book, pick up and send out post mail, etc. Of course, it was only a matter of minutes it seems it took for them to pass, but I imagine if you were agile enough you could get done what you needed. The tour guide was explaining that this was more evident in the earlier years, and now many of these resources are seldom used.
While here we also enjoyed a pasty across the street at a small diner. Pasty (pronounced pass-tee) for those who may not know, are a must-have local favorite when visiting the U.P. Much like salt-water taffy when on the coast, you gotta have at least one pasty when up north. Pasties I would say, are in the pot pie family. The easiest way for me to describe them is; imagine a gravy-less, stuffed full pot pie without the bowl. Yummy!
More to come!
