Having surrendered our original plan to travel to the Canadian Rockies, we now were intent upon encircling Lake Superior. We had begun at the southeastern corner near Sault Sainte Marie and were now about half way around just below the northwestern corner at Thunder Bay. The journey down the Minnesota coast was right along the shore. Like most of our trip we could keep Gitchee Gumee in view. Once we crossed from Duluth, Minnesota to Superior, Wisconsin, we were no longer traveling along the shore line. Several peninsulas jut out toward the lake but no road seems to follow the shoreline. Our mission now was to follow the most suitable road heading east and meander over to the coast when it seemed right. Other than that we decided to check out any AA meetings on our route.
It took three days to complete our encirclement. By camping right on the shore we noticed that though it was August, a sharp coldness was in the air. The harbinger of fall was upon us. We could only imagine what it must look like facing north next to this largest body of fresh water in the world. We talked about plans to return in winter to briefly obtain that sight. This would be a dream that circumstances would never allow. A soon as we reached Sault Sainte Marie, we made an impetuous decision to return to Manitoulin Island for a final farewell to a dear place on our journey. We had not even considered that having crossed into Canada again, we faced getting back into the States with no ID for Lenny. We put that out of our minds as we spent another night on Manitoulin Island reflecting on our journey.