We woke up anchored in the middle of a river and jumped in, then we cast off and drove for awhile. We did a few locks and stopped near a "foul area" meaning birds, but I think bird type is fowl. Then we blared through a narrow channel that looked like a jungle cruise, and came to a lock in the middle of nowhere, and after that, arrived in Smiths Falls.
We went to dinner at the Kilt 'n Castle, a Scottish pub style restaurant. Then the Whites left, but forgot Jonathan. We watched a movie, then went asleep.