Spending several days at Michigan City, Indiana, we have explored around Indiana’s Lake Michigan shores. The water is cold and crystal clear,  however, like the other Great Lakes, it has to be constantly monitored for bacteria levels. Currently, the beach signs indicate a “good” water quality, so we waded in the light surf.
The Indiana Sand Dunes National Seashore is a unique park with sandy beaches, backed by rows of high sand dunes, marshes, Oak Savannas, prairies, and streams. It’s home to abundant flora and fauna species, including many, indigenous to this park. The rows of high sand dunes mark successive levels of Lake Michigan as the ice-age glacial retreat progressed over time. It’s just another great National treasure that has been preserved and protected, as a unique place.

This afternoon, we experienced a violent thunderstorm, with wind gusts and torrential rain that rocked our travel trailer. Our dogs were terrified and we were uneasy too! Fortunately, it passed quickly and left no damage. Under a nearby Mulberry grove, the ground was covered with ripe Mulberries, knocked off by the storm.
Also, following the storm, a little tree frog is intermittently chirping in our travel trailer, and we can’t seen to locate the culprit. Hopefully, we will remove it before bedtime!
We have found several coastal-cruiser boats and are investigating their qualifications.

We had a picnic lunch at Erie, PA. then shopped to replenish our larder. The sun and heat became overbearing in mid-afternoon, so we sought out a shady spot of reprieve near Madison.
We were impressed with the abundance of large vineyards along the south shore of Lake Erie, in New York, Pennsylvania, and Ohio. A Lake Erie Wine Alliance works to promote their products through tours, tastings, and marketing. They are second, behind California in total vineyard acreage, however the primary variety is the concord grape, which is dominated by the Welch Food Company. The area between Lake Erie and the Adirondacks, in New York primarily produces fine wines from American-French, and European varieties. Not to be overlooked, Pennsylvania and Ohio produce some fine wines too, but it’s only about 5% of their total production. We like the Welch Concord grape products but they have too much added sugar.


We encountered a severe thunderstorm at Cleveland and had to seek refuge in a Church parking lot. The Cleveland Indians were hosting the SF Giants nearby, but the storm halted the game. It resumed after we left town and we ended our day at Cedar Point, in Sandusky, on Lake Erie.

We slowly skirted the southern shore of Lake Ontario, through the numerous small villages and towns of northwestern New York. This area first developed along the lake and later into the interior, especially when New York 104 was completed. The NY 104 “ridge route” brought in settlers who began farming the rich plain, south of Lake Ontario. It’s remains very productive, with large dairy farms, fruit orchards, and other truck crops. Many of the early settlers built federal style houses from the abundant cobble stone and many homes continue in use today, with their orderly gardens and multihued landscaping.

At Lockport, we explored the Erie Canal and then over to Niagara Falls. Lockport literally grew up around the five-step lock system, the most challenging part of the 363-mile Erie Canal. This lock system facilitates the ascent/decent of the 70-foot dolomitic limestone shelf of the Niagara escarpment.
I observed the perfect live-aboard boat, traversing the locks on this section of the “Great Loop”. Terry corrected me, pointing out several deficiencies that were would be daily hindrances while cruising. I’ve been told and I’m learning that there is no perfect live-aboard vessel.
The dolomite stone that was removed in the construction of the Lockport locks and commonly reused as cheap, abundant building material, is visible in the old buildings and structures around the area.

At Niagara Falls, it was a sunny, cloudy, rainy, cool, warm, windy, (you name it)day, which produced a range of impressive views and experiences at the falls. The unusually high spring run-off added even more commotion as the azure green water from Lake Erie, roared through the canyon, plunging into the gorge, on it’s course to Lake Ontario.  We visited from mid-morning until after sunset, walking all the trails around Horseshoe, American, and Bridal Veil falls while taking pictures. Our dogs were so excited and curious suggesting something instinctively special about the place. (Or it could have been a result of all the fast food aromas)!  We parked our rig on Goat Island, surrounded by the falls, so we had  convenient access and a practical place to rest, eat and shelter(and change wet clothes and dry wet dogs).  We walker across the footbridge to the Hard Rock Café for dinner and a visit to the Visitor Center.

Next, we continued our itinerary along the Niagara River meeting the southern shore of Lake Erie, at Buffalo. For some reason, I thought about OJ Simpson as we observed the derelict, rusting,  industrial facilities along the lakeshore of south Buffalo. All this industry was thriving when OJ played here. We looked for the Buffalo Bills Stadium but could not get a view of it. Buffalo is making a fervent effort to revitalize the lake shore.
Infrequently driving at night, it was dark when we found a city park campground/beach, along NY 5, on Lake Erie, at Sheridan. It’s a very pleasant, scenic park, and after some concentrated touring days, we’re staying two nights.
Every day, we talk, observe, shop, and evaluate our boat needs. After nearly four months, traveling along the “Great Loop” route, we can say that we’ve learned a lot and it has been time enjoyed and well spent. It WILL happen!

We have been rambling through some very gorgeous country, for several days. We departed north Maine, said goodbye to Mt. Katahdin, and came south to Bangor and US 2, then headed west on the old US 2 route. Traveling across Maine, we passed through some great Moose country but were not fortunate to see one. We did see a car that crashed into a Moose last night and the car AND Moose lost. Western Maine, with it’s ski-resort mountains, numerous lakes, forests, and endless outdoor activities, is a sharp contrast to Maine’s jagged, rocky Atlantic coast. “Overdosing on stunning scenery”!
We found a campsite just east of the New Hampshire line and south of the Appalachian Trail.

Crossing into New Hampshire, we followed the route through the White Mountains and valleys, crossing the White Mountain National Forest, past Mount Washington (New Hampshire’s highest) and numerous white-water rivers and streams. We can easily see why New Hampshire is the “Granite State” because outcroppings of granite are abundant.

Navigating Vermont, traversing the Green Mountains, we had some great views of old farms, forests, and towns, and many of the rivers and streams supported old mills that once activated water-powered manufacturing machinery. It’s spring in the Green Mountains and they are definitely “emerald green“. At West Danville, we took Vermont 15 through some awesome country and found a campsite at Morrisville, on the Lamoille River, just north of Mt. Mansfield (highest point in Vermont).
We crossed Lake Champlain, just south of the Canadian border and entered New York at Rouses Point. In New York, we followed US 11 between the St. Lawrence Seaway on the north and the Adirondack Mountains in the south. We enjoyed the great views, small towns, and numerous farms along the US 11 route. At Watertown, we traveled west to Lake Ontario and a campsite at Sackets Harbor. Sackets Harbor is a scenic, historical area, home to an early 1800’s Navy port and ship building yard. Zebulon Pike, after his expedition in the Pikes Peak area of the old Louisiana Purchase, was killed in action in the 1812 Battle of York” and is buried at Sackets Harbor.

Some photos from our trip in to New Brunswick.  Above, the first photo is of a moose in harness!  We saw this posted on the wall of a farm shop where we stopped to buy potatoes (they are a big crop here).  Look closely, its a big moose!  Then we stopped at the Potato Museum, the flowers are Bob, Margie and Wayne.  Then we went to see a replica of Noah's Ark.  It is a school now with classrooms and lecture rooms inside.  Then a landscape photo of New Brunswick.  The barns, silos and farm houses are so beautiful.

Today, we left Bar Harbor and headed up to Bangor, where we followed the east bank of the Penobscot River (longest river in Maine) to it’s headwaters, in Aroostook county. Aroostook county (larger than Connecticut and Rhode Island combined) is the largest US county east of the Mississippi and the northernmost county of Maine, with lots of forests and water. The Acadian culture, native American Maliseet Band of the Algonquian, potatoes,  7000 miles of flowing water, and wind power, are all important elements of the county.
We could clearly see Mount Katahdin, highest mountain in Maine, and the northern terminus of the Appalachian Trail. (We worked Amicalola Falls State Park in northeast Georgia, last Fall, the southern terminus of the Appalachian Trail, so we were glad to see this end too)!

Pictures along the way..