Wednesday, June 7-Thursday, June 8                                                                                     Neys Provincial Park                                                                                                                     Terrance Bay, Ontario

We crossed into Canada at Thunder Bay, Ontario.

I was ready with my camera for this one!!  Hey Girlfriend!

There are provincial parks about every 50 miles along Highway 17 through Ontario. We stopped at Neys for the night.  The parks cost more than US parks (about $25 a night), but they have nice facilities (i.e. showers and laundry rooms).

Thursday, June 8-Friday, June 9                                                                                                    Chutes Provincial Park, Massey, Ontario

This park is situated on the Sables-Spanish Rivers, and is named after a logging chute that used to divert timber around a falls.  The park is right on the highway, and although we had a nice campground, there was a lot of traffic noise.

We knew this would be our last night camping, and I felt a bit disappointed in this park, which just can’t compare to most of the national parks that we’ve seen.  We made dinner and built a fire, and as the skies darkened we were treated to the most amazing chorus of bird songs that I have ever heard.  I was reminded to be grateful and open to new experiences every day.

Friday, June 9-Saturday, June 10                                                                                           Vaudreuil-Dorion, Quebec

We wanted to spend our last night in Montreal, as neither of us have been there and we’ve heard a lot about this city and its beauty.  We discovered that this was the weekend of a grand prix race and the city was filled to capacity with people who had come to see this popular event.  We ended up in this suburb in a very strange little motel.  

The woman at the desk told us that motel was full because of the race, but she did manage to find us a room.  Ours was the only car in the parking lot. (?)  It was a fitting, quirky end to our adventures on the road.

Saturday, June 10                                                                                                                          5 Union St, Belfast, Maine

We got an early start and arrived home in the afternoon to this welcome site.

Not only had Phil put up this sign, he was waiting to help us unload the car.  It sure felt good to be home!!

Yes, I know I am posting this on August 29, and we have been home for 2 1/2 months. I never have been able to keep a daily journal!!  I have several more posts planned to pay tribute to the wildlife and plant life that delighted us so much, and to make notes of other things I don’t want to forget.  Thank you for reading and commenting on our trip!  I would encourage everyone to visit as many national parks as possible; they are such a treasure.  I have been so disturbed about many things that are happening in our country, and this trip did a lot to restore my faith in America and the people who live here.  We found beauty and kindness around every turn, and I feel so grateful, so lucky, and so blessed to have had this experience.  I could not have had a better road companion than Andy.  He woke up every morning in a good mood, and never lost interest or enthusiasm for traveling, camping, hiking, and exploring.  I love that man!!

“i’m not a lumberjack, and i’m ok!”