Lake Canandaigua

When Tomcat and I lived in New York we drove to a lot of places, but we missed the Finger Lakes Region entirely. While the kids would probably love a tour of one of the thousand wineries nearby, I can really only imagine them devouring the cheese and apple samples. Little Man would also

beg to taste the wine just so he could spit it back out into the community goblet. No thanks.

A man hanging out in the Information Center in Rochester directed us to Inn on the Lake, a nice spot on Lake Canandaigua, and it turned out to be a destination in itself for one night. The Front Desk Clerks were pretty interested in our trip, which is always such a joy for us. They even saved the day by giving me a Sharpee to write on my bottles of dirt samples!

So, the Finger Lakes are long, skinny lakes and I think there are about 5 or 6 of them. We stayed on one of the smaller ones (which seemed big to me) and it was lined with Adirondack chairs. It was a wonderful, c a l m existence and our kids didn’t know what to think about that. Sit in a chair and stare at the lake? Peanut scaled a tree. Little Man ran around in circles and then we found a playground. But please tell me why Doodle always has to lie down in the dirt to play? More on-the-road-laundry...