Crispies go to Cowtown – Day Two

July 2

Breakfast at Columbia’s in Wawa, Wawa having been advertised every 10 km since the Soo. (First we had coffee and a big oatmeal cookie just this side of Superior National Park at a country store cum LCBO cum fishing tackle spot) Wawa had grandmother doors up and down all main street. Fabulous. Too little time to read them and admire.

Grandma door, Wawa, ON

Wawa --great street art!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We bought salad lunch at the grocery, beer at the beer store for our big day on the Big Sur of the north. It was pouring, pelting rain in Wawa…then pretty perfect weather the rest of the day. Quick, admiring stops at Katherine Cove and Old Woman Bay. (We had stopped there once before, when picking up Emma and Jackson from planting, so now it was Older Women Bay.)

Old Woman Bay

(Casey takes a turn writing) We are ensconced at the kitscho-glorious Pine View Motel on Hwy 17 at Kakabeca Falls. We discovered their brochure at the Terry Fox info centre in Thunder Bay and were won over by the claim that horses were welcome to rest…At the office door we paused at the sight of a gorgeous giant brown moth on the the screen. We wondered if it was real, considering the panoply of chachka and lawn ornaments everywhere including little black boys fishing – but the moth was indeed alive. Susie snapped it,

 

Mighty Moth

Bagged a moose!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

as well as photos of the horse and cowboy/cowgirl silhouettes – me posing with them of course, though I refused  to strike other poses. She thought the kids would lay the lesbo rumours to rest if they saw that beastiality was really our thing… just a joke she says! but there is no way I trust any of those Hodges weirdos. 

Pine View Motel

Where horsies go on vacation...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We had “Chinese”-Candian food at The Pines (pine this pine that everywhere) Restaurant. Moo Goo Guy Pan for me and Szechwan veggies for Susie. Something so completely north about it all: scudding cloud skies tonight, a brisk wind keeping the bugs at bay, tho all day I have tried not to scratch the welts on my jawline, courtesy of some winged buggers at the Hof last night. The room is perfect – needlepoint moose couch pillows, a kleenex box hidden under a knit sofa cozy -three tv stations, two carrying Wimbledon. The thwack of the ball and those plummy English accents serenade us to sleep.

A Superior Day.

Nanbijou - the Sleeping Giant, Thunder Bay