Yesterday was a lovely day. The sun was out and it was delightful. I have been able to do a good 3 mile morning walk for the last three days and that feels nice. I walk on the bike path and listen to NPR. (The picture with the picnic table is from the bike path.) Later, Bob and I took our bikes into Burlington and went to a restaurant right on the water. We had a great lunch. For dessert I got hot cheesecake. Whoever heard of hot cheesecake. It was cheesecake covered with a meringue topping. It was interesting, but I will hold out for regular cheesecake. We wandered around a bit and then spent the rest of the day in the sun. It was warm enough that we were able to have a campfire in the evening. (No mosquitoes here. I have no idea why, but it was sure nice.)This morning we headed out. We decided not to go to Niagara Falls. The tours were too expensive ($150 per person). We figured we could look without a tour, but the campgrounds were twice the usual price. So we decided to go along the St. Lawrence Seaway and just find a camping spot along the way and then hightail it for Michigan. The first part of the trip was lovely. We had backtracked over some of the area we had already seen. It was different seeing it from the other direction. (I will never understand how that happens.) We drove through a Mohawk Reservation. It looked pretty much like any city but the election posters were for folks to be elected Chief and Subchief. There was a sign that proclaimed that this was Mohawk land and not NYSP land. I wonder what that was about. But there were sushi restaurants and nail salons and otherwise it looked pretty Americanized.
Both Bob and I noticed many large houses with huge wraparound porches. Almost every one of them was simply a storage area. They were stuffed with stuff. Such a shame. I love sitting on the porch and watching the world go by. There were some very large gorgeous homes sitting right next to the worst shacks that I have ever seen. Hmmm. The cutaways on the highway showed some very interesting rock formations. (I have become very aware of that after having driven through so much of the country and seeing how different they are.) Here they are made of many layers of granite and that long and flat. We noticed that many people used those long flat rocks to make really pretty rock walls around their homes.
The St. Lawrence Seaway is a huge waterway. Just huge and wide. I could not help but compare it to the other waterway that forms a border between the US and its neighbor. The Rio Grande is a tiny river, despite its name. I had no idea that there were so many islands in the middle of the St. Lawrence. It makes for a very picturesque scene. The other picture is of the St. Lawrence from one of the rest areas overlooking the Seaway.
Then it started to rain. It was raining hard enough that we could not see anything. So we left the scenic route and headed for the interstate and started through NY. Unfortunately we got to Syracuse right at rush hour. Bob always hates driving the trailer through a city during rush hour. But to make it worse, the rain got worse. It was a driving rain with fog. We could not see more 30 feet and that was straining very hard. Bob could hardly keep it on the road. Although I was not driving I could not take my eyes of the road so that I could help him. (Does it really help? Can't tell.) You have not experienced anything until you have experienced driving a trailer through a major city during rush hour in a blinding rain storm.
South of Syracuse the rain stopped, but we were exhausted. So we have stopped in a rest area and will spend the night here. Good night!
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