300 or so miles today after a great breakfast at the Inn. That's one big plus for staying at B&B's and Inns, they always give you a really nice morning send-off. This morning was fresh fruit and OJ, homemade cinnamon bread French Toast with real maple syrup and thick slabs of bacon. The first 10 miles was a nice back country road and then a 50 mile stretch of 2 lane through the Hiawatha National Forest. Mostly flat and straight... and friggin 55 MPH speed limit. I kept it at 75 and pushed it to 90 on the long straights, and slowed it when I crested a hill, and luckily just in time as the Michigan State Cops had just pulled someone over as I slowed it down rapidly to 60.
We then crossed the bridge into Sault Ste Marie Canada. Not a very inspiring city, the same crap as in the states, except Dunkin Donuts is now Tim Hortons, and Burger King is Harvey's or something.
We stop at a Visitor Center and the girl tells me of Manitoulin Island. It sounds nice, so we crank for another 200 miles of ok road, fighting strong winds the entire time. More 55 MPH (90 KPH) and lots of cops, I continue to luck out when we pass them almost always coming upon slower vehicles when they pass, Luck of the Irish, I guess.
We get to the Island and a tiny little town at the tip, South Baymouth. Not much here, but we get a nice motel room with a deck overlooking Lake Huron. The Motel has been here since 1932, refurbished a few times, I think. Our room has the worlds smallest bathroom, but it has a king bed and is clean. It's still really windy and in the 60's.
Almost disaster, no beer or wine store in town, and the best restaurant in town doesn't have a liquor license. I ride back about 10 miles to a Canadian Liquor Store (not much selection) and get a couple of bottles of wine and we sit out on our deck overlooking Lake Huron and enjoy.
Life is pretty damn good.
Across the road is a ferry that goes to the mainland, what the heck, we book passage for 9:00 am tomorrow. Not much to offer for food, but fresh water "Fish and Chips" seems to be the thing.
We catch the "Island Fish and Chips" place just before they close (7:30) and get a huge order of local Whitefish and hand cut fries to go, wrapped in newspaper. We sit outside and chow down, have a little more wine. The sun is still pretty high in the sky at 9:00. My mission now is to get DeeDee up, packed and ready to go for the ferry....
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