Flight to Port Bruce
"One boat. And then there were none"
As well, another lure of the motorcycle is that it nearly replicates the experience of flying in a plane with an open cockpit, like Snoopy as he chases down the Red Baron. When I focus on the road 500 to 1,000 meters ahead of my windscreen I do feel like I'm in the air.
Yesterday, as is often the case, I ended up in Port Bruce with cameras in hand. I sipped a cold can of ginger ale while I viewed several peaceful scenes. Because of the wind and waves fewer boats or bathers enjoyed the water or fresh breezes as usual.
"Just me and a few seagulls"
At times I felt as if I was the sole owner of this special, quiet corner of God's Green Earth.
Link to Motorcycle Miles - Port Bruce 5
Photos by GH