Attaching the electrodes of knowledge to the nipples of ignorance.

Nifty cloud formations.

Tracey, myself and the setting sun.

Blue blanket warm….

Our last sunrise at Pog Lake.

Our new tent – a Eureka Tetragon 1610.  16′x12′, three rooms, three doors, and a sky light.  Very roomy.

A toad of some kind.  Anyone know?

Its the Super-Human Camping Dude Dance!

Lake of Two Rivers

A turtle sunbathing that we surprised while paddling in the west end of Lake of Two Rivers.

Parked on an island for a quick bite to eat.

A chipmunk.

Boing walking a trail.

Flowers.

Our Golf, our canoe and our trailer in some shade at the Visitor’s Centre.

Boing, hard at sleep.

The first arrivals.

Boing was cold, so, now she’s all wrapped up!

Twentysomethings from Toronto should be banned from the park.  Clean up after yourselves!

Wavey Sunset on Pog Lake.

More arrivals – James and Pascal!

Jurassic Sun.

A Pitcher Plant.  I haven’t seen one of these in probably a decade because idiotsdig them up and bring them home.  Leave the plants alone!

Tracey and Mike come in for a landing.

A statue of Janusz Zurakowski, who on March 25th 1958, was the first test pilot of the Avro Arrow (RL-201), located in Zurakowski Park, Barry’s Bay.

Ah..  Sun and sleep.

A really, really large spider.  I haven’t managed to identify it as of yet, but it was around 10cm in diameter (I used the width of my hand as a gauge).  It had covered the last foot of the branch with webbing and had a fallen pinecone stuck in it!

James’ kayak action shot.

James and Pascal in the late afternoon sun on Lake of two rivers.

Campfire!

What?!  Can’t you see I’m busy?

A mushroom.  I seem to have misplaced my fungus identification book.

Sunset campfire. [Taken about 8:00pm - forty minutes before sunset]

Tracey and Craig on the route to Whitefish Lake.

Peter, being as active as ever.

A 1:4 scale model of the Avro Arrow in Zurakowski Park.  Eventually there will be a museum on the site as well.  I look forward to visiting it in the future.

Look up, waaaaay up…

A butterfly of some sort.  I don’t have a book that will identify it.

Nor can I identify this funky caterpillar.

Myself at the top of one of the many cliffs I visited.

This dragon fly is probably a Variable Darner (Aeshna interrupta), which landed on me when I was at Cloud Lake on the Centennial Ridges Trail.  I was surprised that it landed on me, further surprised to its size and mass. To top it off, it was eating!  Crunch crunch crunch! It was quite loud.  I managed to turn on my camera and get a shot off before it flew to a nearby tree to continue its meal.

Here is the same dragonfly.  I suspect it had finished eating by the time I managed to get close enough to take its picture.

The view from one of the higher cliffs on the Centennial Ridges trail.  A long way down, indeed.

A long look down Whitefish lake with a windswept pine.

Moving the canoe.

A final paddle around Pog Lake.

The Wendy’s in Renfrew that we stop at as tradition for a break and a taco salad & a number four with no onions.