Home again, home again, jiggety-jog. We had a long drive yesterday from Thunder Bay to home, but a day that was not without its pleasures as well. We stopped to eat, to take photos and to enjoy the view, and to buy postcards. My faith in the future of deltoidology is renewed – I have a stack of postcards probably 4″ high, in addition to the ones I sent people.
We stopped in Wawa to look at the refurbished goose and check out the visitors’ centre, where there were some very cool things to look at. Dr Fox had his picture taken with the goose.
We also realized that we had returned to the land of big water. There’s a lot of water in the Rockies, a lot of lakes, but there’s nothing like Lake Superior kicking up her heels and fluffing her petticoats in a stiff breeze.
A few miles later we saw a rainstorm happening out in the lake, looking so beautiful!
We made a quick stop for gasoline at the Canadian Carver, and had supper at Bobber’s. Our friend Sam happened to be there, communing with his coffee, and the first words out of his mouth were, “Where the hell have you been? I haven’t seen you in ages!”
We unpacked the car this morning, picked up Sky and Pharaoh, and the mantle of the familiar is settling back on all of us. The chickens and koi are fine, thanks to our world-class chicken-sitters, Cassidy and Lily. We have a thousand pictures, a million memories. And although we thought this was going to be a once-in-a-lifetime trip, we realize that Dr Fox’s travels have probably just begun!