Here is Aunt’s architectural marvel of a cottage in the north woods. Look through the windows on the right to see the bridge game in progress.


Going south on Route 12 you can see the ruins of at least four locks of a barge canal running up the middle of the road. Aunt told me it was formerly a part of the Erie Canal. The barges must have been quite narrow and short.












I called ahead for a room in Eagles Mere, and was recommended the Sonestown Country Inn. Recommended by a trustworthy local inn that was all full for the weekend, the price was right, the room was available, what’s not to like? BIG mistake: loud music, noise, smells, machines, lumpy squeaky bed, and after the bar had closed, the party next door had turned off the music, the car doors and shouting in the parking lot had stopped and I had dropped off (about four in the morning) someone dropped an enormous number of dishes on the floor downstairs right under my room. Sheesh! And, I was miles from anywhere with no recourse. It was a very uncomfortable night