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After a long day of low clouds and drizzly rain showers, a fog bank rolled in around 4 pm. I ran down to the lower Niagara River (about 2 blocks from my house) and found the perfect setup.
A lone fisherman was silhouetted against the roiling fog and haze. To the north, the Niagara Escarpment is completely shrouded by the low clouds and fog sliding in across the river from the higher ground. It was almost perfectly calm and you could hear the boaters' voices reflecting across a mile of water.
The place was literally dripping with atmosphere (or at least the atmosphere was drippy anyway, but that's another subject).
11,000 years ago, Lewiston was the location where the mighty Niagara Falls started to etch its way into the Niagara Escarpment. Since then, it has worn its way 7 miles to the south towards Lake Erie.
Later, Lewiston Landing became the start of the portage for goods being moved by foot to and from the upper Niagara River above the Falls (and the rest of the Great Lakes).
In more recent times it was the embarkation point for steam ferries plying across Lake Ontario to the city of Toronto. The old coal silo can still be seen next to the wharf (the round pointy topped building).
Currently it serves as a recreation hub for residents of the Village of Lewiston, pleasure boaters, and sport fishers.