The Sault to Thunder Bay

Morning dawned sunny in the Sault, although I actually didn't see the dawn; I drove away from the Ambassador at 8a.m.  I was immediately on hwy. 17 which at that point is a narrow two lane road hedged on either side with beautiful fall trees for a few miles.  Then the view opens up and you are looking over a valley and rolling hills that form a tapestry of muted autumn colours pierced by dark green spruce and whisped  in low spots with rising mist.  It's beautiful and to paraphrase a well known comment made about Paris, any person who is tired of such wonders of nature is tired of life, and I'm not.  This beauty lasts for about 2 hours and is followed by a bit of a boring part, during which I listened to one of my cds.  Then you reach the north shore of Lake Superior and the rest of the drive is punctuated by spectacular views of that vast water and rocky shore.  I stopped to look again at a particularly memorable place, the Twlight Campground where Jim and I stayed on our trip west with the Boler.  It was as I remembered, a rather seedy campground on a spectacular stony bay.

I got to Bill's by 5:30 and spent the evening on his porch with him and Pat, his son, eating, drinking and talking.  After a long sleep, I awoke this morning to the happy sensation of being rested.  My heart had been beating weirdly for two days, to the point that it was starting to bother me, but I have had no coffee in 2 days and I am relieved to have the move over and feel calm for the first time in days.  Jim used to say that I was all sail and he was the keel, and this is the first big move I've made with no keel in almost 39 years. But it seems to be going along.  Today Bill and I went for a great walk to Trowbridge Falls with his dog and met Lindsay, Matti's wife there.  She's pregnant with their first child.  We had lunch at the Hoito, so the  T.Bay experience is being lived.

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