Last night as I slept in Brimley State Park (Michigan) 5,000 to 14,000 birds migrated over me..Isn't that a beautiful thought. I discovered a migration website and now everywhere I am I can track what birds are migrating while I sleep.
I guess I am like those birds in some way..I too get restless and like to move on. Consider this trip my fall migration.
Read this in the NY Times:
"The seasonal restlessness that birds experience is called Zugunruhe (“migration anxiety” in German). They flap and flutter, hop and pace: let’s get this show on the road, let’s get out of here already. Who hasn’t known such restlessness, that urge to move, to make a change?"
I had one hell of a day on Friday. Got van fixed (yeaaaaa!!!) then drove to Quebec City to get window fixed and waited and waited for it to get done. Finally at 3:00 it was done. Then a 4 hour drive to my next Harvest Host. I needed to keep on schedule because I have reservations the rest of the trip and it would take so long to change it all.
Arrived at Barnridge Brewery in the dark. It is a hop farm and has a fun brewery. It was lit up and full of men drinking beer. Ruthie and I made ourselves at home and chatted with the local farmers and had a brew pub meal. Not so great..
Then the next day I drove and drove and just kept going across the International Bridge at Sault St Marie and found a state park to camp for the night. I was so tired..But joy of all joys they had a shower.
I was amazed at how beautiful Lake Superior is. There was a very long white sand beach, clear water, and a perfect swimming spot. I could have been at any ocean beach.
Trees are beautiful...The Upper Peninsula in Michigan is amazing. It is full of beaches, campgrounds and funky little towns. Evidently, bigfoot hangs out here too. Who knew.
Tomorrow I am on to Duluth to stay at an egg farm. Bet it will be eggciting!
