Five Mile Bay, Ontario, Canada

Sunday afternoon, July 19, 2015

Scenery, scenery, scenery. It’s everywhere and there’s no escape. It’s ooh and aah scenery that you just want to hold in your eyes and keep forever. This afternoon it’s boulders covered by pine trees peeking out of clear blue water with blue skies above and puffy white clouds. There’s a turtle sunning himself on a rock and a beaver den on the shore. The birds are chirping, a cicada is singing, and the wind is swooshing through the leaves. Today was cloudy and dreary until the late afternoon, but then the brilliant sun came out. There are no filters in the air; just pure sunshine. If it stays clear tonight, it will be an excellent time to see the zillion stars.

We are anchored in a pretty little bay off Five Mile Bay off Georgian Bay in Ontario. The only downer is the abundance of flies, big ones, little ones, and medium-sized ones. We closed the screens the moment we stopped to keep them out. If they do get in, we have this cool zapper that looks like a tennis racket and fries the little pests in its net. A fellow-looper gave it to us yesterday in exchange for a snubber. 

Now that it’s evening, the only civilization we can see is a short dock with a blue boat and a red canoe. Sunday afternoon on the water in Canada is like Sunday afternoon on the roads in America, except the vehicles are fast little shallow-draft boats instead of motorcycles. They don’t have to use charts to dodge the rocks like we do; they just enjoy the ride. 

I am looking forward to having wi-fi so I can communicate again. Our daughters are painting their apartment walls on the east coast and on the west coast. We are reading lots of books.