We left Sault Ste. Marie bright and early to make the drive over the bridge into Canada. We were through customs in less than 20 minutes, which included a 10-minute trip inside to see the head Mountie about that funny looking gear and cable hanging from our rear wheel. Once we told them we were measuring the course for the Great Race and gave them some hats, T-shirts and programs, we were sent on our way. During the race next year as participants, you will be entering Canada on a pleasure trip and not the business trip John and I were on. And we are working with local officials to have a list of all entrants to the custom officials to speed the crossing up as much as possible. John assures me that no one will get hung up and miss a start (but if you do you can always turn in a time delay).

On the way into Elliott Lake, our lunch stop, we followed the north shore of Lake Huron. Although it was rainy, it was quite a site. We also came across a huge moose in a rural area road. But instead of running away, he ran down the middle of the road for more than a mile (or should I say more than a kilometer and a half)! John clocked him at 22.5 miles per hour on the official Great Race speedometer. He was young, but he looked to be more than 700 pounds.

We saw this moose in the road outside of Elliott Lake, Ontario.