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At Waskesiu SK (54*N, 106*W), the farthest-north point this trip. About 2,000 miles straight-line to Panama City Beach, but we've travelled 3,364 miles to get here, plus the miles we've spent running around in the truck.
Cool all morning under cloudy skies. Then I changed to jeans. Then the sun came out and it warmed up to near 80*F - still nice. I changed back to shorts.
Today was drive day. We went slowly out the north road along the lake. Right at the town limits, we found a young, but full-grown, elk with his small antler set in velvet. We stopped and took pictures. He didn't even take notice of us until I re-started the diesel. A few turns later & we saw a chipmunk. That was it for the morning. We stopped at all the turnouts & took pictures. Finally, at the end of the road is a small marina for people wanting to go farther up the chain of lakes.
A sign in the water warned against feeding wildlife. A family was busy feeding the ducks from a bag of bread crumbs. I guess ducks are not wild up here.
We took more pictures on the way back, then stopped at the little house to have a small lunch to tide us over until fish-fry time. After lunch, we drove out the south road along the lake. At the trailer park exit were two female elk eating the grass. We took pictures again, then went on. No more wildlife. Out the south road to the unimproved campground at the end and back.
When we got back to town, we parked and looked through a few places. The bookstore has some nice stuff, so we'll go back there tomorrow. The three shops selling beach stuff haven't lowered their prices to end-of-season-get-rid-of-it prices yet, so the prices were *high*. We stopped in a different (from yesterday) small store to get bananas for Dolores. The cafe next door to the store advertises free wireless internet; maybe we'll do that.
Then back to the trailer to wait for fish-fry time.
After the fish-fry. It was quite good. There were some people there when we arrived and a lot more arrived while we ate. Bread, Salad, Wild Rice, Corn-on-Cob, and fish (walleye, lake trout, or jack). I took walleye and jack, D had lake trout and jack. Quite nice. Talked with some Canadians who took our seats as we stood up; she grew up in Prince Albert (the town) and wanted her husband and kids to come there to appreciate it. They live near Calgary, which has shot from 68,000 people to a million in ten years due to Alberta's oil boom. She says the construction is absolutely crazy.
We hiked back to the campground. Just as we got there, we spotted a small female deer among the cottages across from the campground. We walked up to the trailer. I got my camera and walked back. The deer had moved down a short block, so I walked toward it and got a couple of pictures as it crossed the street and walked through the campground to some trees.
Back into the trailer, then, to do these notes and relax from our relaxing.
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