So, they call it the Cruise of the 30,000 islands. So, I ask the Captain, "There aren't really 30,000 islands, are there?" "Nope," he answers. "There's somewhere between 60,000 and 90,000. They lost count." When I got out there, I understood. It's miles of the east and north shore of the Georgian Bay on Lake Huron (my 3rd Great Lake in a week) that's all these small islands make of rock. They're mostly privately owned with houses on them. There's 2 feet on ice in the harbour in the winter, so most are summer only. But I think it'd be cool to go on one of the snowmobile tours they do in the summer. Just think, going over the same area you went over just a few months ago in a boat.
That was Saturday. Sunday I slept until noon, read my book and ordered my furniture. One of my friends made an airline reservation, so I had to run out and buy a guest bed. The first spot has been booked. Who will be my second guest????
Monday, July 9, 2007
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