We are approaching Thunder Bay and feel like we are really on the open road. The scenery has been spectacular, and the weather warm and sunny. Along with campfires at night (we had prime rib last night) there has been a few misadventures: pulling in to park at Rainbow Falls I cut a little too sharply and rode about a meter down buddy’s bumper.. My heart sank when one of the fellows got out of his truck, wearing an OPP-cap (police!). I was very contrite and Jonas and Annet helped me to plead utter idiocy. No harm to buddy’s bumper, but a meter long stripe on our slider, which is like the first stitches at Jerry Cheaver’s mask.
We’re getting the hang of setting up camp, breaking up camp and traveling. Even Jonas is happy to get into his car seat and ‘go go go’.
I feel very grateful to all our dear friends who helped us with the preparation of ‘Molly’ and their support in our long awaited departure. Non showed more forbearance then dear aunt Edith, who breathed an even bigger sigh of relief then we did, when we finally got on our way.. As I dictate this to my wife/secretary and the open road stretches before us, I feel a peace and gratitude in what my life has provided