We walked a block and a half to a little restaurant that has great hand-made burgers and is located in an old bank building, hence it’s name “The Vault”. When we got back to the dock Renaissance and are cruising buddies Kathy & Gregg had arrived and also decide to stay the night. Dinner was light, sort of snacks and then we noticed some music in the area of the little park pavilion. It was a Friday night jam fest by about 8 or 10 elderly men and women. Not intended to be a joke, but the group resembled the “Young At Heart” club Polly’s Mom and Dad used to belong to. There were several violins, two guitars a harmonica, mandolin and a key board. The group was well wired too, with a couple speakers and a gizmo to hook all of the mics into. The music was Old Rugged Cross, Jimmy Crack Corn, Amazing Grace, Have I Told You Lately That I Love You, Etc. Between numbers there would be some chatting between musicians and flipping of pages in binders and then someone would say “key of G” and the guitars would sort of tune-up and a violin or two would come in and next thing you know there was just nice music. There were a couple of the group members that would step-up every now and then a sing a song. There didn’t seem to be a leader or anything. One couple from the audience got up a danced a number or two. The audience sat around on park benches or their own folding chairs and some others (us) sat a nearby picnic tables – eating pie sold by the Bridge House Brats. Lemon Meringue – good. The sun is getting low and the night will be cool and quiet it appears.
Next stop – Oswego and Lake Ontario. This is a long way from venturing past Turkey Point – Matt and Kate will understand.