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way. The temperature was in the 60’s, the lake was calm and the

sun shone brightly on the eastern shore. The road is a standard
two-lane width so that horse drawn carriages can pass each other

and in excellent repair. It becomes a snowmobile track for the

400+ winter residents.

We passed a building in progress. There were many workmen
there busy at work. They had all come to work on bikes and were

a good three miles from town.

We stopped to climb yet another long set of stairs to the overlook

for Arch Rock only to find the horse drawn sightseeing wagon
unloading a hoard of gray haired ladies of the St. John’s Volunteer

Association at the top. We had inadvertently broken one of our
cardinal outdoor rules: Never hike anywhere you can get to by car

(or in this case – horse).

We got back to town at mid day and had lunch at an outdoor café
right on the shore. For Pat’s interest, we took a picture of a golf

course right next to the restaurant. It is a nine-hole putting green.

Not putt-putt golf, just small beautifully manicured putting greens.
They appeared devilishly designed.

We rode along the upper shopping street so that Lois could visit

the post office and the oldest continuously operating fudge
making shop in the USA. They would only sell ½ pound bricks at a

minimum. They advertised a third brick free with the purchase of
two. So, I sent Lois in for 2 pieces of fudge and she came out with

1½ pounds. Does this woman know a bargain when she sees

one??

The bike map now turned our attention to the interior of the
island. We rode to see the Grand Hotel (the “largest summer hotel

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