Everybody down

Got me a mule and her name was Sal
Fifteen miles on the you know the rest

Stupidly I didn't realize there was an actual landmark with a historical background called the Erie Canal until we passed a sign announcing its exit off the highway. Today we spent the day in search of it. I don't know about you but for most of my life I've caught myself singing the Erie Canal song, mostly when I wasn't even aware I was doing it. The least I could do was pay the water feature a visit.

I'm happy to say there are many parts of it that have been preserved, but sadly the Canal seems a little neglected. As we walked a little ways along the tow path of lore I secretly wished Sal would make an appearance. The only wildlife present was a flock of semi hostile geese and a very shy grass chuck.

My phone is behaving strangely and it appears that google has taken the ability to blog away from users, so I will post pics shortly.  You will be relieved to know thay despite my disappointment at the canal's obvious neglect, Albany, one of the main destinations on the infamous route, was really very stunning. The architecture there is over the top in every representative era, really a spectacular looking place in a beautiful setting. They even have a coop, so not all was lost.