Blogger E. Scripsi, whose motor excursions always have us biting our nails in unease – he’s often his own mechanic – has organized his entourage into a Focus group and headed for Ontario, leaving no address other than “that peninsula sticking into Lake Huron,” where it was his intention to camp for a week. We went snooping in Google Maps to see what there were in the way of Huronic peninsulae and located a large national park at the end of the longest of what turn out to be a significant number of protrusions, mostly owned by Canada, so that’s where we figure he is. It looks as if the closest provisions are in Tobermory, and that the Fathom Five National Marine Park is just a few kayak paddles away. We would have to check that out if we were there. There seem to be far too many of those little lakes that breed big black flies in the big park on the mainland, and we will worry about Ed being flyblown until we see him back safe and sound. Has anyone been there? Are our worries needless?