Day Three - Niagara Falls
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We left Fredonia, New York, with a tank full of gas and a heart full of anticipation. Jerry and I were in Niagara Falls in 1992, but we were happy to be traveling back to the area. Our last trip to Niagara Falls was with our two adolescent daughters. This trip we were traveling with friends, aka: adults. This trip was definitely different.
The mighty Falls can be heard from a good distance away. There is a roar that, I suppose, the locals have become accustomed to over the years. It is never silent and always moving. As we got closer, the mist from the Falls was visible. It surrounds and covers anything within it's reach and our bikes weren't to be excluded.
When seeing the Falls for the first time, the feeling is beyond description. It puts things into perspective. I am tiny and insignificant. The sight before your eyes is powerful. More than powerful. A force of nature that should be feared and respected. I can't help but wonder what this area looked like 300 years ago. Before "civilization" as we know it today. Before pollution and tourists. It had to be a place of worship. A place to confirm that there is a God in heaven and that He is in complete control.
We found a parking spot in the public parking area across the street from the Falls. A short walk took us right up to a wall that was the only thing between us and the mighty Niagara River.
Our honeymoon couple suggested that we spend the night here in Niagara Falls and everyone was in agreement. Now, we needed to find a room. Not a problem. With dozens and dozens of motels and hotels in the immediate Falls area, we quickly found a nice room at the Marriott with a view of the rising mist over the Falls.
We separated and everybody did their own "tourist" thing. Since Jerry and I had already seen most everything in the area, we just called it a early night. We had a panoramic view from our 12th floor window and we watched as the day turned into night. It was magical. As the sun went to sleep, the town woke up. Reminded me of the State Fair back at home. People milling around, spending money, and enjoying themselves.
J&R and J&N had made plans to ride the Maid of the Mist the next morning. The six of us decided what time we wanted to leave the next day and then we called it a night.