I believe it is a fundamental rule of travelling, that rushing is a sin.

In the morning before leaving our hotel, I read another chapter of Barbara Huck’s book on the fur trade which played such an important role in the history of Canada and its 3 founding nations—Indigenous, French, and English.  That is if we count any other than the first founding nation. That book  was informing my trip. Deeply enhancing the travel. The second rule of travel is that learning is one of the reasons to travel. If you are not learning anything why are you traveling.

Without realizing it, when I last read the book, it was about Sault Ste. Marie, which was exactly where we spent the night.  Was this coincidence or miracle? And our hotel was minutes away from what she talked about in the book. There were some weird coincidences on the trip and this was clearly one of them.

I took some time to think. We wanted to keep moving. But we remembered that rushing is a sin. That is our primary principle of travel. Take your time. Try not to do too much. Slow down. Take breaks. Contemplate what you have seen. Take the gentler meandering route. Let others strive for the quick, the hurried, and the sinful.  Above all, enjoy. We are the meanderers. Not the Rush ins.