Eleven hours

This will be a short posting. Tal and I arrived within the hour in Sault Ste Marie and it's been a long day -- with Lake Superior always nearby on our left. We departed our lovely little hotel, the Cliff Dweller, in Lutsen MN just after 5AM and pulled in here just before 5PM. We stopped for breakfast in Superior WI, where we "always" stop on our way home from Canada fishing. French toast at Perkins is almost as good as French toast at Cracker Barrel. Including three stops (map, fuel and lunch at a picnic table) and the time change from central to eastern time, we were 11 hours in the car. Eleven lovely hours. I've never crossed the Upper Peninsula of Michigan before. It's sparsely populated and lush.

And then, there's that lake ... The innkeeper at the Cliff Dweller refers to Lake Superior as Doctor Superior. For this part of the world the lake is much like the ocean for many of us along the east coast. Water that large has a property about it what attracts and inspired and sooths.

Anyway, we're here and safe and happy to have a place to sleep. Tal is napping and I'm going to clean up e-mail for a minute or so. Tomorrow we'll explore Sault Ste Marie and check out the locks. I'll also tell you a bit about our hike (more accurately, a long stroll) yesterday along the Temperance River which empties into Lake Superior.

Blessings!