On Thursday, with heavy hearts we left Malden, Maren, David and Declan. It was so nice visiting with them all. We went to Montreal and enjoyed two nights of big city life. Party on! Saturday, we drove as far west as North Bay, on the shores of Lake Nipissing, which is known for its fishing, but neither of us fish. Still, North Bay is about halfway between Montreal and the cabin, where we are this Sunday. The tittle o this post has no political connotations for me. I have probably been listening to too much sixties satellite radio. Anne and Bill have generously offered to fête us for dinner. The question is, where do we go from here? It is cooler here at the cabin then before, but not too much. It is not quite as hot in Saint Louis as it has been, but it is still warm. I have reached the point, where I am looking forward to sleeping in my own bed. So, future travels are unlikely. It is more a question of timing as to when we will head south. I feel like one of the migrating birds we were discussing today, trying to time our lake crossing to catch a favorable wind.
