The Island..
There's something irrisitable about Islands for me. I've lived on them for more then half my life. I wanted to explore the boundaries of this little gem. It was errie how few vehicles were on the roads. The sun poking it's fingers thru the time worn branches of ancient residents made driving about a pleasure.
We stopped at the little stores, the parks..and rested our weary bones on the flat rocks on the southeast shoreline. It made me smile tosee SunnyBus sleeping in the shade under a sycamore tree while we doused our toes in the water.
I couldn't think of a more pleasant way to be introduced to this treasure floating in Lake Erie. We brought some ice cream, drove the mandatory 25mph.. perfect to take in everything..and lazily made our way to Camp..
