Along The Way

We left the north shore of Lake Huron, zipped by Sault Ste Marie, and landed on the east shore of Lake Superior.  The drive is beautiful and took our time, stopping to take the sights in.  It’s amazing how many interesting things cross your path when you are on the road and looking for adventure!

We were thrilled to see several groups of Sandhill cranes along the highway.

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Every now and then we spot them during our travels through different parts of North America and here they are.  Again.

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We seem to have a similar travel pattern!

Sandhill Cranes

For a minute we thought that we found a loose horse by the side of the road, but quickly realized that the tree was anchoring it in place.

There is a large Mennonite community along the north shore of Lake Huron.

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and sure enough we came upon a buggy rush hour.

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Some were taking a convenient shortcut through the fields.

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The drive through Algoma County is very scenic,

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and finally

we made it to Lake Superior

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There are lots of places to go down to the water

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We were determined to try and find another nice boondocking spot and started looking for one early.  We used the Land Use Atlas method to identify areas and started driving into dirt roads along the way to find a spot for the night.  The roads that we explored offered no place to pull over for the night.  They did offer a rugged terrain and in some cases we had to turn back.

A family of grouse was determined to run ahead of us as if they were going to lead us to a secret spot,

but no, they just wanted to cross the road and in panic ran ahead.  We finally stopped and let them sort themselves out.

Truth be told is that we were a bit discouraged.  We really couldn’t find any semi-decent places to stay…

As we pulled onto the highway from the last dirt road we investigated, a motorcycle pulled out from an almost hidden entrance on the other side of the road.  We didn’t notice it before and the biker was waving and pointing frantically towards that dirt road as he sped away.  We looked at each other and shrugged “let’s check it out”.

What can we say.  If anyone reading this is by any chance that biker, I want to give you a hug.  You shared a little piece of paradise with us!  We would have missed it for sure if not for the kind biker.  Could he see our desperation from across the road?

This is where we ended up for the night.

More about this gem of a place next time!

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18 thoughts on “Along The Way

    • backroadsandotherstories says:

      Yeah, I don’t think that will be happening, although we did entertain the thought of moving to the area. And if we did and the house was big enough, perhaps we would consider having guests and make breakfast for them. Wait. That’s bed and breakfast 🙂

  1. Linda Hocher says:

    A lovely drive with endless scenic vistas. The rider must have seen that you were searching for a hidden entrance. That was great. So glad he gave you good directions.

  2. petespringerauthor says:

    The thrill is partly in the chase. What a remarkable coincidence that the biker and you crossed paths at that precise moment.

    Did you hear the one about the grouse that crossed the road? Never mind—it doesn’t have the same ring to it as the chicken. 🤣

  3. freethemcgees says:

    What a view! Your grouse are our ground doves. Those little guys just don’t seem to know how to turn right or left. We’ve followed them for several hundred feet.

    Sandhills are amazing birds. In Florida they are protected. I have a post coming up discussing why. However, in Texas things are much different. Without the detail, I’ll just say that they refer to them as “Ribeye in the Sky”.

    • backroadsandotherstories says:

      Ground doves is a great name! We’ve seen the sandhill all over the south. I didn’t realize that they are hunted for food. We’ve been to the Mississippi Sandhill Crane Reserve, which was a very interesting visit. The Mississippi Sandhills are actually endangered.

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