I made tons of pictures at Niagara Falls.  They look just like everybody else's, so I will only bore you with a few.

After our tour of the falls (with an irritating tour guide), we picked up our luggage we had stored at the front desk and headed for Canada.  We crossed at the Rainbow Bridge, and had no problems at Customs.  "Where ya goin?"  "Caledon."  "Why?"  "Visit an old college buddy."  "Got any firearms?"  "Nope."  "Have a good trip."

We had both scrambled around to get Canadian proof of insurance right before the trip, but it was unnecessary. 

Riding along the south shore of Lake Ontario, we could see the skyline of Toronto rising up in the distance.  The wind picked up on the skyway over Hamilton Harbor, and we worked hard to stay in our lanes.  As we were coming down the bridge, I passed a pickup truck towing a wooden hulled, classically styled speedboat.  It had an emblem on it identifying Century as the manufacturer.  I wish I could have taken a picture of it, as Century Boats is headquartered in Panama City, and my next-door-neighbor works for them.  But the heavy wind and heavy traffic made it unsafe for me to grab the camera.

As we got closer to Rob's house, the scenery became more rural.  Soon we were in farmland, and spotted the big blue silo that Rob had said was the landmark for his house.

I hadn't seen Rob since 92, and Eric hadn't seen him since 89.  It was good to get together again.

We rode about 100 miles today.

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