Sleeping Giant to Agawa

Sleeping Giant to Agawa Bay

August 29, 2006

I put on shorts and a t-shirt when I got up this morning; first time since I left Denton. I should not have ventured out. A cold front came through last night. The tops of the birch, the white spruce, and the big white pines swooshed all night long. I shivered when I got out of the tent and the doe with her fawn in the scrub spruce next to our camp site hissed at me. Elmo barked.

We drove back to 17 and continued our passage along the north and east shores of Lake Superior. The drive from Sleeping Giant to Marathon along the northern coast of Lake Superior (look for Highway 17 and Thunder Bay) may make our top ten beautiful drives. The mountains here are more abrupt, forcing the road up and down and around lakes, hills and bluffs. Something shook the granite or pushed it and pieces of mountains broke off and formed jutting islands in little lakes, cliffs, bluffs and sharp edges. Around corners Lake Superior, splotched with dark islands, makes occasional appearances reminding us of the horizon, and awing like an old movie star seen on the town square.

We bought wine and Cheetos, two of the five food groups, in Wawa (that is an actual city in Ontario) and camped next to the water on Agawa Bay. The sun is sitting and Annie is cooking steak au poivre, with balsamic reduction sauce. Elmo is trying to out stare a small gray squirrel.