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The Shovel, Days 3 and 4

The destination for day 3 of our trip was Quetico Provincial Park in Northwestern Ontario. It is quite a long drive from Agawa Bay Campground in Lake Superior Provincial Park but the breathtaking views are worth every minute.

We drove for about sixteen kilometres before we pulled over and made a stop at Sand River Falls. Sand River Falls is called Pinguisibi in Ojibway, where Pingui means fine white sand, and sibi means river.Sand River Sand River Falls

I also met this guy in the parking lot:Bailey Biker Dawg
After passing through Thunder Bay, Ontario we entered Central Time Zone, and gained an hour. Just after Thunder Bay, and before Quetico Provincial Park are the signs for the Arctic and Atlantic Watershed. Note the added comment in the first sign. After sending this picture to our young man, he quickly asked if I was a member of the “Flat Earth Society?”Artic Watershed streams flow north Atlantic Watershed streams flow southOnce we arrived at Quetico Provincial Park, we booked a site at Dawson Trail Campground (site #16) which backed onto French Lake.Quetico Provincial Park Campsite #16 Dawson Trail Quetico Sunset Quetico Provincial Park, Ontario Canada

I mistakenly said Quetico Provincial Park is in the Lake of the Woods area, it is not.

The next day I was hit with one massive migraine. Matt (the husband) gave me my medicine for the migraine and I promptly went to sleep. During my sleep, there was a torrential downpour, so bad that Matt was digging trenches around our tent, which thankfully had the extra protection of a tarp. After the storm, and feeling much better, we decided to go on a drive in search of ice, and other supplies we had forgotten for the trip.

Exciting the park we weren’t sure whether to go right or left on Highway 11. As it turned out we should have gone left, but we turned right, travelling for about 40 km at 100 km/h when Matt realized the shovel was on our roof, and not secured. He immediately pulled the car off the highway. Getting out of the car, neither of us could believe that the shovel had not moved an inch, boy were we relieved! Goodness knows what could have happened if the shovel had flown off.The shovelI’m sure a few of you are wondering why we would even bring a shovel on our trip? Well in Ontario, there are numerous parks referred to as non-operating, you may camp there, but you have to realize there are no facilities, thus you dig a hole for your business, then bury it. We also considered camping on Crown Land if we were unable to make our destination.

We stayed two nights in Quetico to give Matt a rest from driving before heading off to Manitoba.

Thanksgiving Lennoxville Quebec 2016

The young man was unable to return home for Thanksgiving this year, so we made the trip to Lennoxville, Quebec. Here is just a sample of some of the photographs my husband captured each morning while walking our dogs – Bear and Cocoa.

autumn red trees

Autumn red trees around the block from where the young man lives.

Morning sunrise

Morning sunrise – unfiltered

Sunrise over the river

Sunrise over the river

Sunrise

Sunrise Lennoxville

Sunrise

Grey skies, autumn trees

Grey skies, autumn trees

Cocoa going for a morning swim in the river

Cocoa going for a morning swim in the river

Bear spots a deer in the distance

Bear spots a deer in the distance

The whirlwind drive to Quebec & back

Last weekend we endured enjoyed one of our whirlwind trips to Quebec and back in two days. The purpose of our drive? Taking the young man back to university and since he had so much baggage this time, putting him on a bus & train & bus was impractical. Even though the drive is very long (9 hours one way, if there are no traffic issues), I always find it enjoyable, except this time, the weather was deplorable.

Driving before the snow storm hit.

Driving before the snow storm hit.

We had hoped that when we started the drive to Lennoxville, the snowstorm would be one step behind us, sadly though the bad weather caught up with us quite quickly. Now we do have snow tires on our van, especially since you never know what type of weather you will experience, when driving through the Appalachian mountains in the eastern townships of Quebec. Thankfully we arrived at our destination with nerves still intact.

River outside son's apartment

I was quite surprised at how fast the river, outside my son’s apartment was flowing.

After a good night’s sleep, and no sleepwalking by me, we were ready to take the young man grocery shopping.  Actually he shopped, well hubby and I took selfies in the supermarket. I did toss a can of Maple Syrup into my son’s cart, while hubby tossed in a few cans of tuna. (Note: hours later, when we were on the road home, I received a phone call from the young man asking “Mom why do I have a can of Maple Syrup?” Damn, I forgot it, hubby remembered to take home the tuna he tossed into the shopping cart).

Goofing around well son is shopping for food

Goofing around well son is shopping for food

When shopping was finished, and the groceries carried up the four floors to his apartment, we started our way home. The drive home was no better than the day before, the only difference was we were driving in an ice storm rather than a snowstorm. As hubby drove, we counted twelve vehicles in the ditch. It was a scary drive home, thankfully though we arrived safely.