9 August 2016, Tuesday Today is a driving day. We strike the tent and take the road towards Wawa, the town, not the store. The people here campaigned hard back in the 1950’s to have the TransCanadian highway pass through their town. Pre-highway, the only way to get to Sault Ste. Marie from here was by steamboat. As the highway was being cut through the granite hills “adventurous souls” could
8 August 2016, Monday We are on the road before breakfast today, driving 50 km south to Agawa Rock to view the pictographs there. There is mist over the road. Thunderbird must have been near last night fighting off evil spirits. We are the first to arrive at the rock this morning. The path down to the shore is rocky and steep, but short. There are many signs warning of
7 August 2016, Sunday After breakfast we drive a short distance north on route 17 to Old Woman Bay. There we find a plaque commemorating Bill Mason, paddler, artist, poet and advocate for this beautiful land. It was his film, Path of the Paddle, that first got me excited about paddling. It was from one of his books that O got the model for his otter tail paddle. Many of
6 August 2016, Saturday This morning we bake our chocolate chip scones in the frittata pan and have them fresh and hot with strawberry jam, yogurt and coffee. We are on the road by 9 am heading towards Sault Ste Marie. We pass a hitchhiker along the way with a sign simply reading “Sue.” Alas, we have no room in our car. We stop in Sault Ste Marie to see
5 August 2016, Friday Yes! The car starts this morning and we find the Subaru dealer. The people at the dealership are very friendly. They thoroughly check Jazz’s electrical system. Nothing is wrong, but the battery’s charge is slightly low. Turns out Subaru installs fairly small batteries in new cars, and two years is not an unusually short lifespan. O & I opt for a new larger battery. The last
4 August 2016, Thursday We both wake refreshed this morning after a good night’s sleep. We have pancakes for breakfast and use up the last of my maple syrup from Tin Pan Galley. It is now time to empty the sky box and take down the Sea Eagle for a spin around Silent Lake. As we are taking out equipment from the Thule carrier two women from campsite 120, just
3 August 2016, Wednesday We are up with the sun, having slept well. I do recall having awakened once to the call “who cooks for you?” We dispose of our Tin Pan Galley leftovers for breakfast and prepare to drive to Petroglyphs Provincial Park. The predominant bird calls this morning are a nearby peowee and occasional distant loons. Petroglyphs Provincial Park is about an hour’s drive south. We find the
2 August 2016, Tuesday We are up early, showered and in the car on our way back to Sackets Harbor and breakfast at Tin Pan Galley. The day is sunny and bright at the Inn but becomes more misty as we approach Lake Ontario. We arrive at Tin Pan Galley at 7:45 but opening time is 8 am. By the time we return to the restaurant after a short walk
Across Canada (and Back)! 1 August 2016, Monday Two geezers, 60 days, and 27 home-baked brownies – an epic cross-Canada journey begins. (And yes, I am officially a geezer, having purchased my geezer pass at John Adams National Historic Park in Boston this past July 4th weekend.) As I am not quite sure where we left off on last year’s packing versions, I will refer to our current Forester packing
22 May 2016 Sunday We leave Mammoth Cave just after 7 am. Breakfast is planned at Toaston Main in Louisville. Delicious! Bread pudding pancakes with rumraisin and vanilla sauce for me and gingerbread pancakes with peachtopping for O. As we leave, the host laughingly comments that he heard rumorsthey almost instigated a divorce because we were were allegedlyarguing about whose breakfast was best. I smile and tell him I think we