The highlight of our summer was our vacation to New York. Not only did we get to connect with family at our reunion, but we were able to explore the United States. I wish I could choose one spot to be my favorite sight, but everything was so much fun and unique that it’s impossible.
I can tell you that seeing Niagara Falls at the end of our trip was even more thrilling that what I expected. And it’s nice when positive things exceed your expectation.
For months before our trip, I made it very clear that I wanted to “ride the boat.” The Maid of the Mist has been since 1892. It’s over 100 years old! The current boats are not that old, I promise.
Let me tell you, when I told everyone we were going to Niagara Falls this summer, everyone (and I do mean everyone) asked if we were going to be able to go to Canada.
And the answer to that was, “no.” Chris and I needed to get our passports renewed and we didn’t have the time to do that before the trip.
And when those everyone people heard we weren’t going to be able to do that, they all sighed and said, “Oh, the best view is from Canada.”
Well, that may be, but it’s not like we were planning on having a second rate vacation. Even if we couldn’t get to Canada, we were going to do everything we could to experience the Falls. And that included the Maid of the Mist.
Everyone was game to humor me and so after we congregated together, we made the trek to the Maid of the Mist. Here’s our journey in pictures.
|Crossing the big bridge to the elevator.|
|the first glimpse of the American Falls and Horseshoe Falls|
|Everyone is prepared to get wet.|
|The observation deck from where we took
the elevator down to the river
|Rounding the bend to the American Falls.|
|He was a bit apprehensive.|
|In the mist amist the American Falls|
|The American Falls behind, the Horseshoe Falls ahead.|
|Here they come!|
|Drenched and smiling! What a ride!|
I don’t know how to say it any other way. Riding on the Maid was totally worth the $40 we paid for the 30 minute experience. We would do it again!
The boat took us to the Horseshoe Falls and anchored there. As we rocked and swayed, we were soaked. Feeling the surge of the water under us was incredible. Experiencing the utter wetness was completely thrilling. Hearing the roar was amazing. As we struggled to keep our balance aboard the rocking vessel, we were all laughs.
Except for the boys–ages 2 and 4. They were unsure when we began the ride and were unhappy with the loud, unsteady, and wet experience. JackJack screamed and screamed until he finally stopped and just laid his head on daddy’s shoulder until it was over. Dash was with grandpa and was disturbed at the sensational experience.
Even with the boys’ unhappy experience, we were so thrilled with the experience, we vowed that if we ever came to Niagara again, we wouldn’t hesitate to ride the Maid of the Mist.