Foggy Beach

This photo shows yesterday’s fog, while looking down the beach from Doelle’s. Later, it cleared off and we had a very nice beach day. Today, it started off nice, but rain eventually rolled in. While it was nice, we all went to the Dancing Crane coffee shop. Then some of us continued on to the Point Iroquois lighthouse. Almost nightly, Becca leads us in a strategy game. She has brought two, Dominion and Ticket to Ride. The first is a card game, where the player are competing rulers and the objective is to collect the most land cards for your fiefdom. It is by far the more complicated of the two. Especially, considering that we are not even playing the entire game yet, with its multifaceted array of cards. It can be played both constructively and destructively. In Dominion, you can choose to either strive to better your own hand of cards or work to diminish the other player’s hands or both. I personally prefer Ticket to Ride, which is a railroad board game. The object of this game is to build your own rail network. It is a simpler game, with more luck and less strategy involved. Interestingly, on its highly stylized map of the US, it has the Soo as one of the destination. 

Male Pine Cones

Earlier this week, while we were walking the beach, Anne and I noticed ‘smoke’ wafting out from among the shore’s tree line. At first we thought that we might be seeing cabin smoke, but it was too pervasive for that. Eventually, we were close enough to one pine tree to see the pine pollen flying off its branches, in the form of a green mist. This mist soon became a green film that coated the cars and everything else. Today’s aerosol is fog. First the island disappeared and then I walked the beach in the fog, which was a little spooky. The world seemed to have closed in around me and as I moved down the beach, this little world around me, moved with me. There were two freighters somewhere out in the fog, the Baie St. Paul and the Radcliffe R Latimer, one down bound and the other up bound. As they approached each other, they sounded their horns at each other, like two blind men stumbling in the dark, even if they do have GPS and radar onboard. Later the fog lifted, leaving the air clear, with nothing green or gray left floating in it.