Trent Severn Adventures
When we arrived, we found Dragonwyck sitting forlorne, high, dry, and broken, alone in a far corner of the boatyard in Port Severn, Ontario.
The boatyard figured it had a winter project before we arrived, as it was late September and decisions had to be made if Dragonwick was to leave before the first snowfall.
Wendy began making the priority list as I poked around in the engine room, calling up my findings as to what needed to be done, before we could launch and depart.
The next seven days were a whirlwind of activity, as we replaced the prop shaft, engine oil cooler, raw water impellers on the Lehman and Generator, had the prop trued and balanced, replaced the Tides Marine Lip Seal assembly, replaced cracked hoses, got all the bilge pumps working, replaced windshield wiper blades, and a dozen other small but necessary tasks.
Launch day finally arrived, we fueled the boat at a nearby marina and set out the next morning for our first trip on the Trent Severn Waterway, underway at last, bound for Newport RI.
Volumes have been written about the Trent Severn. ‘Loopers’ have covered just about every aspect of this beautiful trip through the Canadian countryside. Our highest complement is to say, “We’d love to do it again!”
By the time we had done the last lock and were ready for our crossing of Lake Ontario just about every electrical system on the boat had broken or was intermittent. We lost the stern thruster on the third day. We had a serious hydraulic leaks in two of the stabilizer hoses that we removed and replaced while tied to a lock wall, near Peterborough. The GPS plotter went south, so we taped our ‘back up’ iPads on the dash and continued on. The VHF radio took a vacation, so we used our hand held VHF. Even the compass was almost impossible to read as it was an old flat topped design.
The good news was that the Ford Lehman engine was reliable and strong, the depth finder continued to work, and that the Krogen 42 is a wonderful boat.
After clearing US Customs in Oswego NY, we made our way through the remaining canal and locks to the Hudson River, and since our mast was still down, transited under the low bridges on the the Harlem River and finally entered Long Island Sound.
Our final miles to Newport were spiced by deteriorating weather conditions, with the approach of a cold front. We were secure in the harbor before the strong NE winds found us. The new owners met us on the mooring in Newport harbor, and were very happy to have their boat rescued from a frozen Canadian winter.