Central/Eastern Time Zone Border, Ontario

On Day 14 we were on the move again, fully refreshed after two days in Pukaskwa National Park.

We traveled northwest along Trans-Canada Highway 17 with the upper bank of Lake Superior, stopped for a few goods on the outskirts of Thunder Bay, and settled for the night at a trucker rest stop directly on the Central/Eastern Time Zone border.

About halfway through the trip we had lunch at a nice little rest park. Kenting predictably sampled more of the fine water of Lake Superior. This would turn out to be his last taste.

We moved through the edge of Thunder Bay, stopping only to get a few items at the department stores. The small sample of people I've met from the city in the past had me convinced a journey into its core was undesirable (to put it mildly).

About an hour later we made it to the rest stop. There is a sign demarcating the time change (I rather dimly took the photo from the wrong side: we were obviously leaving Eastern Time). 

Before that day, I always assumed the whole of Ontario was one time zone, kind of like how Quebec assumes one throughout, even though parts of Gaspe are further east than much of New Brunswick and Nova Scotia. But as we know, Quebec is special.

We had several longhaul trucks, regular cars and another RV as neighbors for the night. The trucks did indeed leave their engines idling the entire time, which I oddly found soothing--like white noise. Apparently they do it to power their appliances and whatnot in the vehicles, and keep the cab warm, among other reasons. Either way, I had one of my best sleeps on this night, quite unexpectedly.

Morning came and, like the truckers, we had somewhere else to be. We all drove on.