With no definite route in mind, I headed east (starting in Duluth) over Lake Superior and proceeded as far as Quebec City. Then, I headed southeast a bit, crossed the border in northern Maine, then worked my way west trying to avoid interstates (which gets tough south of Lake Erie). I took a right in Detroit, crossed Lake Huron on the ferry, hung a left back in Canada, re-entered the US at Sault Ste. Marie, rode the tunnel of trees, and then scooted up for a lap around the Keweenaw Peninsula. Mr. Happy smiled the whole trip, even though we had to sleep on a picnic table (Aerostich Hotel) one night.