Leaving Minneapolis behind, we entered the Delta Quadrant. We will be in parts of the galaxy where neither of us has ever been before, and there is no family until we reach Rhode Island.
We are on a mission to visit all five Great Lakes. We've got Michigan and Superior checked off.
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| Lake Michigan |
We drove across Wisconsin, stopping for lunch along the way. Turning north at Marinette, WI, we entered Michigan and drove along the shore of Green Bay on Lake Michigan, stopping in Escanaba, in the land of the Yoopies, to get the famous Yoopie pasties. They were delicious. As the proprietor told us, everything is better in the UP. Just like Portland. Or Israel.
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| Lake Superior |
Arriving in Munising, MI we are camped at a city-owned RV park on the shore of Lake Superior. Lake Superior is clear and cold, with beautiful colored rocks on the shoreline. This campsite is clean and new and full of RVers from all over North America.
We woke up this morning to a beautiful sunrise. It is bright and almost frosty. The weather looks to be good for our trip into Ontario.
Day 9:
Today we go through the wormhole into Ontario, and Lake Hueron via Sault Ste Marie, Michigan into Saut Ste Marie, Ontario. Lori got the honor of driving over the "Sault" bridge into Canada. The boarder patrol checked our passports, and our dog, then asked us about weapons. No sir, we are not carrying any weapons. Wait....does my Leatherman tool count?
Then we stopped at the visitor center and exchanged our boring old green US money into cheerfully colourful Canadian money.
We also found a campground guide, and George found a place to park the rig for the night at the Serpent River Campground, on the First Nation, just North of Lake Huron.
In a town called Bruce Mines, we got our view of Great Lake #3, Huron. We also met a couple who were out biking on their his and hers Harley Davidsons. Beautiful bikes, and very nice people who suggested a route around Toronto to avoid the holiday traffic for Victoria Day.
Then we stopped at the visitor center and exchanged our boring old green US money into cheerfully colourful Canadian money.
We also found a campground guide, and George found a place to park the rig for the night at the Serpent River Campground, on the First Nation, just North of Lake Huron.
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| Lake Huron |
In a town called Bruce Mines, we got our view of Great Lake #3, Huron. We also met a couple who were out biking on their his and hers Harley Davidsons. Beautiful bikes, and very nice people who suggested a route around Toronto to avoid the holiday traffic for Victoria Day.
The camp site was beautiful, and we parked next to a family with a Mastiff named Sergeant. He and Tsuki hit it of, and chased around the campsite.
The mosquitoes are small but fierce in Canada. Luckily Lori picked up some repellent on one of our shopping trips....just in case.
Day 10: The next morning we had a long drive (over 400 miles, er, 640 kilometers) from Spragge to Sherkston. So, we found a Tim Horton's, Canada's version of Dunkin' Donuts, to fuel us on our long journey.
Still 100 km above Toronto, the traffic really picked up, as people were returning from their long Queen Vic weekend. We did take the detour around the freeway to escape some of the traffic and to get a more scenic view. Everyone else thought the same way. It was scenic, but crowded. With some judicious old-school map reading, we managed to find a route past the largest city we will encounter on this whole trip. There is an express toll freeway going East along the shore of Lake Ontario from Toronto to St. Catharines. We kept waiting for the toll booth, but there was none. We think they took our picture, and eventually we will get the bill. Very trusting, these Canadians.
We finally made it past Toronto, and made our way toward St. Catherines. We stopped before we got there, at a small park in Grimsby and took our selfie in front of Great Lake #4: Ontario. The beaches are long and rocky.
We rolled into the Sherkston Shores Resort shortly before 8pm. Long day. We had hoped to be parked by the lake, lake Erie, but instead were parked next to the quarry lake. Turns out this huge vacation resort had not only RV spaces, but cabins, and a bunch of permanent manufactured homes that people use and rent out. It has play grounds, paintball, skate court, waterslide, and arcades. Not the mellow, cozy, outdoorsy RV parks we've grown accustomed to. We did take a walk in the morning to Great Lake #5: Erie, so we could check it off the Great Lakes list! Mission Accomplished!
Day 11
From Sherkston, we headed toward Fort Erie, on the Niagara Parkway following the Niagara River all the way to the Falls. What a gorgeous drive. The beautiful river on the right, and some really expensive homes on the left.
The Falls. Wow! We've been told that they are more picturesque from the Canadian side. And they were. You get the full frontal view. There were hundreds of tourists, of course, from all over the world, speaking many languages we recognized, and several more we did not. Lots of obviously honeymooning couples, and families taking selfies. Tsuki had to stay on the leash, and she was wondering what was the big deal. There is a life-size statue of Nicola Tesla, who designed the original power station. George Westinghouse got rich.
Discovering that we still had Canadian cash to spend, we stopped in a Chinese restaurant less than 1 km from the Falls. Mere moments after we walked in, two busloads of Chinese tourists arrived, with their tourguide. At least 50 of them. We drove over the Rainbow Bridge back to the US, and got on the I90 and drove 520 km, (um.....300 miles) across the state of New York, crossing the Hudson River at Castleton, and nestling down into a lovely campsite in the Berkshires, just a few minutes from Tanglewood.
The mosquitoes are small but fierce in Canada. Luckily Lori picked up some repellent on one of our shopping trips....just in case.
Day 10: The next morning we had a long drive (over 400 miles, er, 640 kilometers) from Spragge to Sherkston. So, we found a Tim Horton's, Canada's version of Dunkin' Donuts, to fuel us on our long journey.
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| Lake Ontario |
We finally made it past Toronto, and made our way toward St. Catherines. We stopped before we got there, at a small park in Grimsby and took our selfie in front of Great Lake #4: Ontario. The beaches are long and rocky.
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| Lake Erie |
Day 11
From Sherkston, we headed toward Fort Erie, on the Niagara Parkway following the Niagara River all the way to the Falls. What a gorgeous drive. The beautiful river on the right, and some really expensive homes on the left.
The Falls. Wow! We've been told that they are more picturesque from the Canadian side. And they were. You get the full frontal view. There were hundreds of tourists, of course, from all over the world, speaking many languages we recognized, and several more we did not. Lots of obviously honeymooning couples, and families taking selfies. Tsuki had to stay on the leash, and she was wondering what was the big deal. There is a life-size statue of Nicola Tesla, who designed the original power station. George Westinghouse got rich.
Discovering that we still had Canadian cash to spend, we stopped in a Chinese restaurant less than 1 km from the Falls. Mere moments after we walked in, two busloads of Chinese tourists arrived, with their tourguide. At least 50 of them. We drove over the Rainbow Bridge back to the US, and got on the I90 and drove 520 km, (um.....300 miles) across the state of New York, crossing the Hudson River at Castleton, and nestling down into a lovely campsite in the Berkshires, just a few minutes from Tanglewood.
The weather was beautiful in Canada. Here tonight the rain is softly falling, and the frogs and insect sounds are combined with the rain on the roof. Home sweet land yacht.
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