Off to Saskatchewan, Day 7

We started the day driving at 8:35 am, mileage 2475 kilometres, with the goal of reaching Buffalo Pound Provincial Park. Friends of ours, had warned me that the prairies are just plain boring, and after driving for a few hours, we would want nothing else but to be done with them. Well, we found the exact opposite, the prairies are radiant, the acres and acres of canola were glowing amongst the grasslands and the bright blue skies.

The prairies in Saskatchewan
The prairies in Saskatchewan

As we drove towards Buffalo Provincial Park, the landscape changed dramatically, we were once again overwhelmed with the beauty.

Buffalo Pound Provincial Park
Buffalo Pound Provincial Park

Campsite #22 Shady Lane, at Buffalo Pound Provincial Park
Campsite #22 Shady Lane, at Buffalo Pound Provincial Park

After setting up our tent, having some lunch, we were ready for a swim in the lake. The lake is 35 kilometres long, and 2 kilometres wide. When you first enter the water, we had to walk through quite a bit of seaweed, gross, but once in the water, we found it very cold and refreshing. As usual, Matt was far braver than I in the water. I basically ran in, quickly dunked myself, than ran out faster! It was cold!

Matt swimming Buffalo Pound Provincial Park
Matt swimming Buffalo Pound Provincial Park

Onward to Manitoba Day 5

Our destination for day five was West Hawk Lake Campground in Whiteshell Provincial Park, Manitoba. The fascinating thing about West Hawk Lake is it was created from a meteor impact. This was of course, a lake, my husband definitely had to go for swim in!

After leaving Quetico Provincial Park we continued on highway 11, where we saw our first brown bear crossing the road just outside of Fort Frances, plus a moose sauntering across, and then a bald eagle.

For lunch we decided to stop at Nestor Falls, and what a treat that was! Pelicans everywhere in the water!Pelicans Nestor Falls Nestor FallsBack on the road again, we reached our destination in no time at all. The campground was not what we were accustomed too, everywhere we looked there were large trucks, RV’s, and little to no trees. Thankfully at the very back of the campground there was a small forest for us to set up the tent. We were amazed that there was a deer. West Hawk Lake campground Deer at West Hawk Lake
Tomorrow Winnipeg, Manitoba.

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.