A Morning On The St. Lawrence Seaway.
It’s been eleven years since the Canada trip.How could time have flown by so fast?It was a month long adventure that I won’t forget.Especially that sunrise along the St. Lawrence Seaway.We were traveling in the hinterland between cities.We were determined to follow the Seaway to its source.It was getting dark so our attention was for a place to sleep.We feared we might have to sleep in the car.Then there suddenly a small sign on the side of the road.We were desperate so we took a chance.The person in the small shack labeled “Office” only spoke French.But his wife knew English.She … Continue reading A Morning On The St. Lawrence Seaway.