Wawa, the city of brotherly love

I arrived in Wawa on Friday to visit my brother Claude as well as the Goose of course. Lake Gitche-Gumee can be pretty stingy when it comes to doling out sunshine but when it does, Wawa`s location is truly a thing of beauty. So far, it's been generous for my stay. Claude is older than me (and I'm being kind here), so we have very different stories from our childhood and it`s always interesting to swap these. He's also the family liaison between me with my insular nature and all of our relatives. I find out who`s where, doing what to whom, why, and when. This time, he's provided me with a name of a relative we have in my father's hometown in Quebec, a place I've never been. I look forward to meeting my cousin Marie-Anne.

Tonight was an evening out with Enza, Lynn, & Ron as well as Lillo & Judy. Claude has known them for perhaps all of his 44 years in Wawa and they've showered him with much care, love, and concern over that time. I was looking forward to to the outing and wondering where we would eat. So for all of you who ride, drive, pedal, jog, or walk Hwy 17, about 5 kms south of the Wawa turnoff is a small log restaurent called the Kinniwabi Pines. Stop in and order the pickerel but unless you're with a partner, stay away from the passion fruit desert. It's that good. (You'll owe me). Tomorrow morning (Monday), we'll be packing for our respective departures as he and I are both leaving, he in the southern direction while I head to my hometown, Kapuskasing. His summer is filled up with travel plans and between commitments and weather, it`s never guaranteed that all will fall into place.

It`s been a great visit and I'm very happy the logistics worked out.