We left Burleigh Bay at 7:30 a.m. heading for Peterborough. It was a calm although somewhat overcast morning. As we were approaching Young's Point Lock, there were some swimmers crossing the lake from a nearby camp. We were greeted by a small motorboat accompanying them advising us of their crossing. Interesting!

The next lock was Lakefield. When Jorge and I entered the narrows heading towards the lock, there was an extremely excited young boy on the canal walkway. We thought he had caught a fish. We then noticed two bicycle helmets in the water. We were well past the area when we realized there were two people in the water. People on shore were running towards them. Jorge and I looked around for ladders but there were none in the canal and the walls were quite high. We started backing up to assist (too narrow to turn around) as we were the only boat in the canal. By the time we got back to the people, a little girl had been plucked out of the water by the bystanders and the grandfather (we presume) was being held by his arms by two men. He was so exhausted he could not even reach for the lifesaver we had thrown him, let alone swim to our stern ladder.  A policewoman arrived and threw him a life jacket but he was unable to grab that as well. Happily between the two men and the policewoman they were able to pull him up onto the canal walkway.  At the lock, we were informed that they were being taken away by ambulance but both seemed okay. It appeared the little girl lost control of her bike and went into the water. The grandfather must have jumped in after her and the grandson was the excited boy on the walkway.

Just outside of Nassau Mills Lock we bumped over something and coming out of the Peterborough Lock we touched the bottom again! Actually during the first five locks on our departure day, we touched bottom three times and we temporarily got stuck in the mud at Kirkfield and we only draw 4'11", however we are fully loaded. I wouldn't want to do this trip too much later in the season. I guess we have to drink all the wine on board to lighten the load!

We tied up at the lock wall at Scotts Mill, the last lock in Peterborough. Diana and I walked to No Frills (26 minutes one way, at a fast pace) while Jorge and Gilbert enjoyed the picnic table and beverages dockside. The lock operators at the three locks in Peterborough were wonderful, very helpful with a great sense of humour. One even offered Diana and me his Harley to go grocery shopping but didn't think our boating license was adequate to drive it. Darn!

All in all, too much excitement for one day. We have decided boring is good.