Sunday, June 5, 2016


I don't know where to start. You already know that we left Niagara Falls in a bit of rain and with gale force winds. Okay, not gale force but Environment Canada clocked the wind at 30 kmph gusting to 50 kmph which was enough to buffet us around when it was hitting us broadside. Thankfully, after an hour or so, we turned east which gave us a nice tail wind. We were running with the wind, our spinnaker the backside of a Titanium 5th wheel.

In Toronto the traffic was reasonably light, or at least not heavy. We must have missed the big slowdowns that Dru talked about yesterday. We sailed through Toronto and at the other side exited at the Enroute rest stop. The pit stop, which included breakfast, ate up some time but we weren't in a rush. We made it to Presquile at 1:15 (we left at 9:25). By the time we were checked in our site was vacant.
The weather is drizzly and buggy so we didn't unload much for outside, just some mats to cover the mud, and our chairs tucked under the 'fifth'. We'll unload Grace's cage if it looks like she'll get some outside time.

The dogs seemed to remember where we were and were anxious for a walk. We headed down the causeway, our traditional business walk area. WHOA NELLIE!!! Two giant swans reared their stately heads and looked our way. They were parked on one side and didn't look like they'd let us get by. A small grey bundle of fluff at their feet revealed the reason for the protective stance.

After one and a half weeks at Niagara Falls slightly complaining about the walking opportunities and looking forward to our 2 mornings here, a pair of swans have built their nest on my route… what did I do to deserve that? I didn't even really complain this morning when the train roared by, trapping me on the other side of the tracks from our campsite even though some rain was threatening. Now I have absolutely nowhere to walk to in the early morning… it's ironic I guess.

Still, we are happy to be here, even if it is for a short time.

First glimpses of Lake Ontario.

Carm vainly looking for a satellite heading thru the trees.

“It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.”
~Ursula K. Le Guin,