Sep 03, 2009 15:37
Dean decided the easiest place to start looking for warehouses was down by the waterfront. The drive took them through the rest of downtown, coming across St. Mary's River and onto a bit of land disconnected with the rest of the city. As they reached the waterfront that connected Lake Superior to Lake Huron. The Canadian side of the city twinkled in the setting sun, lights appearing along the opposite coast and from the locks. Between them was a few scattered islands and arching bridges over the water. Ships, ranging from the smallest little boat to the massive kind found only on oceans drifted in the darkening day.
"You know, a lot of those bigger ships are actually land locked." Dean said to the silence within the Impala as they turned onto Portage Avenue and began heading east. "They can't get out to the ocean because the locks in Niagara are too small." The green eyed hunter glanced at his brother and offered a smile. "So, we just going to roll up the street and write down addresses to come back to?" He asked.
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