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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.

Ontario to Whitehorse, Day One

For years, my last surviving Uncle has asked me to visit him in Chilliwack, British Columbia (I had flown out when I was a teenager), but it was time to go again. So figuring that we would be driving all the way, I said to my husband that I also wanted to go to the Yukon, after all, it would be unlikely we would ever have the opportunity again. My husband, having worked at the hospital for over twenty-eight years, has earned seven weeks holidays each year, so I suggested he take five of those weeks. He, of course, thought I was insane, and was not completely convinced he wanted to drive that far, so I needed a ‘hook’ to get him on-board. It didn’t take long for us to come up with the ‘hook’ – enter Dinosaur Provincial Park in Alberta

The trip was on!

Day one, Total kilometres to ferry 300.

We were both agreed to arise around 4 a.m. but the husband thought he would be a really sweet guy and let me sleep in, this as it turned out was bad idea, as I forgot numerous things while I tried to finish packing everything in a half-hour, have coffee, get dressed, etc. Both of us were in the car at 6 a.m., said our goodbyes to the young man who would be left in charge of the house, my vegetable garden, and most importantly our two dogs. I think my husband drove about an hour and a half when he realized he forgot his wallet! No driver’s licence! Quickly phone the young man, who thankfully is still at home rather than on a trail walking our dogs. I ask him to drive an hour to highway 401 and 6, where we, in turn will drive an hour back, and meet him at the car park. This normally would not be such a big deal but we had booked ourselves a spot on the ferry from Tobermory, Ontario to South Baymouth, Manitoulin Island.
Chi-Cheemaun Ferry to Manitoulin Island
Leaving Tobermory on the ferry
Matt and I on the ferry to South Baymouth

On the ferry from Tobermory to South BaymouthOnce on Manitoulin Island the plan was to meet up with fellow Blogger Christine, who had graciously offered to be our host, show us around the island and even put us up for the night.
Christine and I
Christine, her husband and daughter gave us an amazing tour of Manitoulin Island. One of our first stops was Bridal Veil Falls for a wonderful swim.
Bridal Veil FallsEnjoying the water Bridal Falls
Next was a visit to Manitoulin Chocolate Works, then dinner at The Trough. Later, exhausted from the whirlwind tour of the island, Christine put us up for the night, and our first good night’s sleep was well earned.

Sandhill Crane on Manitoulin Island:

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