The Furthest North I’ve Ever Been
This summer I travelled to Elliot Lake – 550km and 7 hours from Toronto straight north, an ex-mining town which transformed itself into a retirement destination, and did a good job of it.
I tidied up inside the studio. Found these:
Passed something south of Sudbury that might be part of Echelon.
I was there to cheer on my cycling team during the last big race of this year.
I forgot my raincoat and had to use my emergency poncho in my trunk when it poured all Saturday.
The season is officially over, and it was the best season ever to date YES team.