Trip across North America and back
O pictures today. We went all the way through Manitoba and into Moosomin Saskatchewan. We are just relaxing this afternoon and will probably just boringly eat in the room. The Motel 6 in Moosomin is brand new and beautifully engineered. Places for everything with plenty of space for people. Impressive! Lila has ceased using the Continue Reading
The Birchville Motel in Nipigon was lovely. The room was very clean and spacious, despite having two beds and it had a fridge and microwave. There was no breakfast included so we ate in the room and headed out early. The drive was easy and we stopped a few times along the way at a Continue Reading
We stayed in the Howard Johnson Hotel in Sault Ste Marie had breakfast in the hotel, loaded up and headed out. The hotel was very old and in need of a major renovation, but a nice couple and their extended family were running it and there were signs that they had started. The biggest problem Continue Reading
We had a relaxing morning in Hotel Champlain, walking Lila and having breakfast. The place was so dog-friendly that she stayed with us while we had breakfast. We left before 10 and would have sailed smoothly through Montreal except that our Magellan said “Comtinue on the current road”, when it meant “get off route 20and Continue Reading
When we crossed in to Canada there was very little traffic, so the Canadian border agent had lots of time. He asked if we had Lila’s papers with us and luckily we did. I dug the rabies certificate out and showed him what he requested. I don’t know what would have happened if we had Continue Reading
We arrived around 4 PM with a couple of short scenic stops. We took US 201 which follows the trail of Benedict Arnold on his way to Quebec early in the Revolution. (Before his later turn). The Penobscot River is gorgeous and when you get to Jackman, ME, you have moved from a watershed which Continue Reading
The rental Rogue is packed and we should be off shortly.
I neglected to take any pictures, but on Friday, we braved the worst of the Boston rush hour to go to John and Vicki Burns’s house on Cape Cod. Best of all cases it would be three hours, but took close to four, with jams in the Big Dig and others as far south as Continue Reading