Waking up in a shaded area was nice. I packed my things, showered up and worked on the blog. I was eager to get back on the road but decided I’d take Winnie for a stroll first, burning off some of that pent up energy. A dirt path behind the campground was the perfect spot for Winnie to do her laps, face full of elated excitement she raced back and fourth along the trail. With a freshly tuckered out puppy I returned to the car, beginning my travels for the day.
The campground owner I’d been chatting with before I’d left had recommended a few places to see, one of these being Kakabeka Falls. Upon my arrival I’d noticed a dark layer of clouds gathering above me. Rumbles of thunder echoed across the land heralding the coming storm. I wasn’t gonna miss the chance to see what I’d came for and set off down the walkway to view the cascading water. The falls were a lot better than I thought they’d be. The river split into two separate paths where the rushing water tumbled over the cliff to the valley below, an incredible sight. I decided to walk over a nearby bridge to the other side for a different view. That little jaunt cost me as the rain began to fall in a torrential downpour as soon as I arrived. I snapped a quick picture and ran back to the car, getting completely soaked in doing so. A small price to pay to glimpse such a marvelous wonder I suppose.
It wasn’t much further to Thunder Bay and I soon arrived there, drenched and famished. I grabbed a bite to eat and set about viewing the Terry Fox monument before being on my way. Having arrived I stood there gazing up at the statue. We never know just how many people may inspire when we take the path less traveled, stepping fourth into something bigger than ourselves as Terry had done.
Having lost an hour on the time change I noticed the day coming to a close noticeably faster. I decided to make one more stop before the sun went down, Ouimet Canyon. A bumpy road took me a ways off the main highway into the woods. With the sun now a fiery orange I arrived and made haste as I jogged down the path to the lookouts. A deep valley greeted me upon arrival, tall rocky cliffs lining it’s walls. I peered down into the deep canyon below. What an incredible display of the immense power of the earth to rip the rocks open in such a way, creating the marvel that lay before me.
With another day full of wonderful sights I set about finding a campsite where I could rest up before continuing the adventures tomorrow. What will it bring I wonder, only the dawn will tell.
