After yesterday, I think that it’s the New York Harbor that should be called the Hell Gate. It was busy and filled with huge boats, and so I made Scott drive that portion. (In my head, it was like taking a new driver onto the streets of Manhattan. So I mostly took pictures for that part. The Hell Gate itself, the upper part of the East River, was pretty darn easy after that. We caught the current at the right point, and had the river almost to ourselves on a beautiful day.

Scott posted a bunch of the pictures in a slideshow in his blog.  Check them out here.