We had one more day to explore western New York and, wanting to beat the crowds, Reg got me out of bed at 5:15 a.m. At such an early hour it felt like a long drive for a day trip, but our destination was too close to ignore. We were soon winding our way along two lane roads, driving toward one of America’s iconic landmarks.
We had a beautiful, warm day and Niagara Falls State Park was surprisingly uncrowded. We had no trouble securing tickets for the Maid of the Mist, the boat that would take us to the bottom of the falls. The U.S./Canadian border splits the Niagara River and as we set sail in our American blue waterproof ponchos, we waved to our Canadian neighbors returning to port, decked out in their country’s red plastic ponchos.
It was a wild ride, but definitely the best way to get a feel for the magnitude of the three falls and the power of the water. Not the best photo conditions, but I did my best to snap a few as Reg hung on; one hand gripping the railing and one gripping me!
Due to the mist and spray, Horseshoe Falls (large photo above) is difficult to see from above. I managed to get one shot from below before deciding that my camera had taken on as much water as I dared allow and quickly stuffed it inside my poncho.