We hate traffic so decided to head eastward on Friday morning. We got to Kingston in time to take the 12:30 ferry to Wolfe Island then on the other side of the island, the ferry to Cape Vincent.
The ferry from Kingston holds almost 60 cars. The ferry to Cape Vincent would hold 8 or 9 cars max. We were 7th (and last) in line for the ferry so we got to drive off first.
The town was getting ready for the festival which was to begin the next day. People had already put out their lawn chairs along the main street to get a prime parade-watching spot. I'd never seen that done a day ahead before.
After lunch, we drove the 25 minutes to Watertown and checked into our lodgings then went for Mexican food. It was possibly the worst Mexican meal I'd ever had. The meat in the taco had so much salt in it, neither Skip nor I could eat it. My chalupa had a slurry of beans with a sprinkling of lettuce and tomato. Very disappointing. We have eaten there a couple of times before but won't be eating there again.
After supper we did a bit of shopping. I found a half price sale of OTT lights at JoAnn Fabrics so picked up a magnifying desk lamp for my stitching.
The next morning we headed back to Cape Vincent for the Festival. We saw the opening ceremonies where all the dignitaries were presented on the raised stage on the main street. The French, Canadian, and US national anthems were sung by soloists on the stage. I sang O! Canada in French for the occasion.
This vendor was selling coonskin caps and animal traps decorated with a carved insert.
We found a nice, shady spot on Lake Street, a residential street, in the second block of the parade route.
A thousand participants in two battles daily? It doesn't get much better than this.
I was so tired each evening I didn't stitch a single stitch the entire time I was away. I'm looking forward to getting back to stitching my 15-sided Dans Le Jardin biscornu.