Sometimes you just don’t see the moose! But I saw so much more, even while not seeing any wildlife. This time, Algonquin Park let me see myself.
Willow and I went down Hay Creek Road in Whitney several times, because it’s like a private bit of the park. It’s quiet up there in the hydro-fields, and we walked along a road not often used. The next day we went again, and I saw our footprints were still there. But now, they were joined with the tracks of many animals who had walked with us, albeit separated by a little span of time.
So I walked down that road again, looking for my prize: the track of an animal that had actually stepped right into one of our footprints. I didn’t know if I’d find anything or if the photos would be meaningful to anyone other than myself. But I did find exactly what I was looking for. And that is what Algonquin Park always gives me, moose or not.
Where Spirit Stops 