We're going on a moose hunt.

No moose were harmed in the writing of this blog post.

Kenora, ON to Thunder Bay, ON.

Oh moose, where art thou moose? I search and I search, yet I see no moose. 

We drive past bogs and grasslands, rivers and streams, and oh so many lakes and ponds. We search up and down, we search all around, and still, not one single moose. Maybe tomorrow we say, we hope and we pray, but do we see a wanderlust moose? No; not even a mousse. 

There are signs everywhere. Moose there, moose here, moose crossing, maybe even moose talking. But the moose were sadly lacking, not a single lip smacking, road licking, moose a trotting.

And as I take a peaceful nap, I drift off to sleep, just in time to hear Bob shot "There's a moose!" 

But of course, by the time my sleepy eye's have woken, the moose is long gone, and with it my great desire.

My only moose. (Moose Jaw, SK)

Okay, story times over for now...

We stayed just outside of Thunder Bay that night, mum and I rode down to Kakabeka Falls, and searched for a couple caches, it was a fairly regular road tripping evening for us.

The falls were rather spectacular, Bob described them the next morning, saying it looked like a river of beer, because of the deep brownish-red colour. 

Kakabeka Falls.

After leaving our Buggie site near Thunder Bay, we stopped at the Terry Fox Memorial statue. We are now travelling on the same highway he did back in 1981, which is amazing to see where he ran. 

The memorial.

From there on, we made our way to Wawa, ON (and at some point on the way there, I saw a beaver! It was happily swimming along below us in a river).

Wawa is known for it's giant Canadian goose, if you've never heard of the place.

We stayed in a quiet little RV park just below the town, classic spot. Lot of trees, a river, showers with excellent water pressure, a pool, and one channel on the television. The Amazing Race Canada, for Bob. 

The next morning we got an early start from Wawa, and made our way to White Fish, ON, just outside of Sudbury, ON.

Along the way, I had a wonderful nap, and woke up next to Canada's smallest Canadian Tire.

It was pretty cute.

We also stopped at Sault Ste. Marie, where we saw the canal. And of course walked around to find some caches....

For dinner mum was complaining for fish and chips, so we made another stop, about an hour from Sudbury for dinner. It was good fish and chips, I'll remember those ones...

And for dessert? Yet another stop. Ice cream from the North West Trading Company. It was well worth it with their home made waffle cones. 

Buggie finally found rest for the night in White Fish, ON, at a small little RV site. Mum and I got our evening bike ride in, then it was back to Buggie for some blogging. 

ETR. Unknown.

Gabe.