Onscario

As we left Owen Sound the little squeak in the truck turned into the kind of noise that makes pedestrians stop walking and look around. The Ford Dealership in Barrie took the truck in to the repair shop immediately. In less than an hour and a half and $150 we were back on the road with a new universal joint.
Today is our last night in Ontario. The great lakes have been a real treat for us. I had an image of pollution but they are a glorious clear blue green. They have wind and waves and great expanses just like the ocean. We find ourselves (out of habit) looking for a whale blow or seals off shore. It just seems weird that it’s not salt.
We were sitting on a dock in Lake Simcoe watching the sun go down, sipping on a beverage, when a couple came down and started to chat to us. The conversation led to us telling them we were going Down East to the Maritimes.
“You go Down East – and Out West – what do you say when you go to Ontario?” they asked.
“I’d say I was going to Hell,” Jim replied.
Now that we have left Northern Ontario, we aren’t going to drive ten-hour days. Hopefully that should slow down the spending of money on gas. As Jim told Bob, “Perhaps when we were planning this trip, we should have notified OPEC so they could have ramped up oil production”.
I am sitting at our campsite (of the picture) on the banks of the St. Lawrence. Across the water lies Quebec. Jim was looking with binoculars.
“From here it doesn’t look evil,” he said. We go there tomorrow to spend a couple of nights in Quebec City.