The Watcher is Watching. So Watch Out.
Yesterday, Spouse and I drove from Sudbury back to the friendly confines of Juniorvania (nigh on to the ‘burg of Brantford) via Espanola and Manitoulin Island. I’ll have more about our trip, I hope, in a day or two but for now, I am scrambling to get packed because I leave at an ungodly hour tomorrow morning (actually pretty close to later THIS morning at this point) for the annual boys’ fishing trip.
For now, in addition to the friendly fellow up above, please be aware that Spouse and I saw a large sign in front of what appeared to be a roadside commercial premise – it said “FLEE MARKET”. I don’t know if this is financial advice or early warning about imminent danger in the actual building. We didn’t take any chances, we didn’t stop.
We took the M.S. Chi-Cheemaun from South Baymouth to Tobermory after spending the day driving about the island. Our plucky little sailing vessel is pictured below.
The Chi-Cheemaun Comes to South Baymouth
Oh, I also saw a zombie driving a fish truck. Yes, I know it’s unusual; maybe that’s why the guy up top is watching so intently?