Anne and I left as planned and headed towards Sault St. Marie.
We watched as the landscape began to change and soon we were at the point where huge rock formations, excavated to build the road, flanked the highway.
With each turn of the road the formations became more beautiful. Deep greys, charcoal, pinks and whites, an abstract display revealing time.
Along the same roads were patches of lupins blooming and at one point we came across a baby bear eating berries. I am sure the mother was not far away.