The sweltering heat from the morning sun beating on my tent helped me wake up bright and early. I loaded up my things and set off to a local Honda dealership to get an oil change. I was glad I booked an early appointment. With so much ground to cover it was a nice feeling being back on the road around 10:30am venturing east.
The heat that had woke me up was growing in its intensity, cooking me in my seat. It was one of those days I was thankful for AC. Despite the constant stops to refill my water bottle I was covering a lot of ground and in good time made it to the provincial border. I said my farewell to Manitoba as a welcome sign greeted me, I had arrived in Ontario.
The highway worked it’s way through the wetlands, cutting through blasted out rocks as it snaked its way through the obstacles put in its place.
Water was found in abundance as a plethora of lakes and ponds spread themselves out among the rocky land. A true fishman’s paradise.
I made a stop in Vermillion Bay where I decided to grab a bite to eat. Having seen a couple of signs for a place called Busters Barbeque, I’d noticed an irresistible craving growing within and simply had to give it a shot. Upon arrival I wasn’t disappointed, picking up a beef brisket and chowing it down rapidly. With an appetite appeased, I set back on the road once again.
It was growing dark, the last light of day quickly fading away as the stars began to grow in number. I decided I’d do some night driving and continued heading east. I could feel exhaustion setting in, the driving had been taking it’s toll. I made a stop in the town of Ignace to take a break, soon deciding I mine as well just camp there for the night and start again tomorrow morning when I was feeling refreshed. A short drive took me to a campground where a friendly clerk greeted me as I drove in. We talked for a short while before it came time to say goodbye and catch some sleep. It was definitely a long day but with so much ground covered, a productive one.
