Summer. 30,000 Islands. A Canadian Coast Guard ship on patrol. Classic bent pines of Georgian Bay. In the old days when ships were the only way to go up north, not a few were lost. Sudden squalls in November and unseen rocks ran most of them to the bottom. Search and Rescue by the likes of the Cove Isle and flashing buoys make it safer today, but the lighthouses are largely gone along with a lot of living history. It's hard to imagine what things were like even a hundred years ago, for all the heritage plaques and town museums, which you'd probably enjoy if you were from Mars. Don't know who else goes. I guess they'll be popular in another hundred years when no one will have a clue what we were all about.
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