The Next Steps

I finally got out of Manitoba and have arrived in Kenora Ontario, a beautiful little town on the lake. The atmosphere here is way more welcoming. We still need masks but the town seems to want me here.

The town is a mix of old and new, with a focus on the lake and the fun that is connected to it.

I decided to play some golf, and am looking forward to it.

On the drive here i drove by these strange large birds. I later discovered that is this area they are pretty common, Sandhill cranes. I must have looked pretty strange chasing into the woods after them. Even with all that chasing I still didn't get a picture of them, they just stayed ahead of me all the way.

On the golf course, i again ran into some rare nature, a large black bear. I was up ontop of this observation tower when i looked back to the corner of the course and there he was. The guy i was playing with quickly scrambled up to where i was. The bear made himself at home, ambling here and there, and even checking us out up on the tower. He came to the bottom of the stairs and was contemplating his next move. I was up top, contemplating mine. I had my driver with me and was trying to decide if it was best to use it like a club, or break the end off and use it like a spear.

Thankfully the bear decided he had seen enough and wandered off into the woods. Tragedy averted i got back to the game, and prompltly sliced my ball into the woods in the direction of where the bear went. I guess i was a little more affected than i thought.

With that bit of excitement behind me, i got back to the game. Oh i didn't get a picture of him either, but his image is burned into my brain.

The rest of the game was pretty standard, until the 14th hole. My plaiying partner had quit at nine. I had been playing by myself, then at 14 the twins and Bob asked me to join them... Czytaj więcej