The Crossing: A Ferry Tale

As mentioned in the last post, I boarded the Chi-Cheemaun ferry Monday morning which left South Baymouth for Tobermory exactly on time (09:10 hrs) and took me across the Lake Huron/ Georgian Bay "straight" if this is what I can call it. The envelopping fog was thick as soup so I missed the island views and such, but I got to hear the fog horn, every 2 minutes. Met some Quebecers who were on a bike ride in the area which gave me the opportunity to sharpen my skills in my native tongue. He rode a Yamaha Road Star but kept telling me if he had to do it over, well, the Glide is where he'd be sitting. "Rest easy my son, all is forgiven" I told him.

We landed around 11:00 hrs and I was on my way. I enjoyed their company and bade them farewell as we left the ship. Of course, I made sure he heard the Glide as I pulled away. I could see him in my mirror shaking his head. The fog lifted on the Bruce Peninsula and as they had loaded the bikes up front, I was able to make great time on a fairly quiet road (hwy 6 if I remember correctly).