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purported to have it. Believe me, a correctly sized hole in a wall

into which the laptop phone line will fit, does not in all cases an
Internet connection make. After much fussing and fuming, Lois

called the library and the librarian said I could come and connect

through her fax machine. That produced a connection of glacial
“speed” so I’ve given up for now.

In the meantime, Lois and I had spent a leisurely, relaxing day in a

motel with a balcony overlooking Lake Huron. As only people who
have known each other for a very long time can do, we suddenly

and independently came to the identical conclusion and
proclaimed, “ Relaxing is NOT a vacation”. We have chucked the

idea of camping out along Lake Huron for a couple days of R&R

and are instead going to turn south, leave Michigan, turn left at
Ohio and head for the Appalachian Mountains in Pennsylvania.

We’ve seen the majesty of the Lakes (and still can’t believe it’s not
the ocean) and we don’t enjoy hiking in woods or lakeshore. We

are longing for mountain hikes again so will go look for them.

Fudge – 11/4 pounds and counting.

TRAVEL DAY, ST. IGNACE, MI to YOUNGSTOWN, OH

Wednesday - We ignored the 6:00 alarm clock call. It was still dark
and the fog bank we had seen advancing on the motel off Lake

Huron the night before still hung heavily on the shore. We decided
it would not be a happy experience to cross the 5.8-mile long

Mackinaw Bridge in these conditions. When it became light, we
started out even though the fog persisted.

Had we waited for the fog to lift, it would have been close to noon

before we got underway. The ride over the bridge was spooky as

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