We met John and Cheryl just before the first lock of the canal and rafted with them until the lock opened. We were really worried about the canal being too shallow for us, but there had been rain for 4 days that raised the water level enough for us to risk it.
After we got through the first lock, we tied up to a dock and went out for a really bad Mexican dinner, but got to know John and Cheryl and shared lots of stories about our Sceptres.




The Dismal Swamp Canal does a big job of promoting itself because it only serves recreational boaters and is always under the threat of being closed. It was planned before the revolution, but wasn't funded until the 1790's.
There was a hotel along the way where Edgar Allen Poe wrote "The Raven", undoubtedly inspired by all the dismalness.
Once we cleared the last lock, it got much deeper and by sunset we were in Elizabeth City where there were flags that said "Welcome" and people to take our docklines as we tied up to a free dock right on the city front. It is nice to be welcomed without a big price tag. We'd have liked to have spent a few days there, but had to leave at dawn to make miles before tropical storm Noel threatened the area.
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