Across the Straits of Belle Isle
June 6th 2017 I was up early, packed and out of the hotel by 6:30 am, determined to be at the front of the line for the ferry. I had a reservation, but I was nervous. It was freezing cold down there by the pack ice which had infiltrated the harbour all the way to the loading dock. Of course, I wasn't the first -- there were others more concerned than I -- so I parked and went over to the office and stood in lin
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