Jon forgot to mention that the customs booth was absolutely infested with spiders of all sizes. Let me explain: when you cross the border between Canada and the U.S., which runs roughly through the middle of Lake Ontario, you have to clear customs before going ashore. In Canada, it usually involves a phone call from the boat. In the US, it involves going and making a phone call from a phonebooth type building equipped with a video phone, at least that's what's at the Youngstown Yacht Club. These eastern spiders are really active, especially at night, and since we arrived about dusk, the booth was just squirming with them. Spiders of all sizes- half-dollar to tiny, zipping around, and trying to drop on you. Just awful! I had to hold my passport under some kind of camera below the phone, and I could barely do it long enough before I had to escape from a particularly large one that looked like he wanted my arm for dinner. The customs agent laughed and said he should send someone out to clean it out.
A standard piece of boating equipment is a can of bug killer. The instant you arrive at a dock, the spiders (they can swim), start crawling up your dock lines, and you have to zap them to slow them down. Canada isn't as "green" as I expected.