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Finally we are off packed to the hilt on our journey cross country to Alaska with our friends Steve & Ellen. After an extra year of planning, tweaking, adding this and that and a clean bill of health, it feels good. We decided on the northern route through the Adirondacks in NY into Ontario, across the top of Lake Huron and back into the US at Sault Ste. Marie. From there, we’ll head west to Glacier NP, Montana and NW up through Canada to Alaska. For a fleeting moment, we talked about adding Pt. Pelee NP on the north side of Lake Erie to our route but would have been at the expense of Detroit and Chicago traffic.
Sunday’s drive was uneventful bringing us to Lake Eaton CG in the Adirondacks leaving the border crossing for tomorrow. Somehow I always seem to be driving for border crossings and this was no different when we crossed into Ontario at Ogdensburg, NY. The Canadian security guy passed my passport back with a dead pan expression and said that it was invalid! My heart sank and was speechless. He told me to read page 5 that said the passport was invalid unless signed and then he smiled! Funny guy! I passed through both Canadian and US Border checks in January and neither one picked up on it. Of course, he never asked if we had weapons, liquor or an extra body in the back.
The last two nights were spent in lakeside campsites at Lake Mew CG in Algonquin Provincial Park, Whitney, ON. Harry & I had our first black bear sighting while biking the Old Railway Bike Trail. The bear crossed the trail in front of me while coasting downhill. I think I intended to stop the bike so I could watch him but it didn’t play out that way. The squeal of my breaks sent him off at a run. Probably a good thing but it was really cool seeing this big, shiny black bear. As our friend Peter would say, “look around Harry”. We both did after that. On the same ride, I saw my first black-backed woodpecker and many of the same warblers that we left behind in MA. The park is really beautiful with many lakes, views, wildlife, birds and backcountry to explore . . . another time. Tomorrow back over the border.