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Close Encounters of the Moose Kind – Magic Moments #2

I had a real ‘magic moment’ last Saturday while we were camping in the Canadian wilderness, Algonquin Provincial Park.  We had researched the area before we went and I was excited to discover that May is the best time of year for Moose Viewing.   I had never seen a moose in the flesh before we came to Canada and despite many visits all over the country into mountains and parks we had never been lucky enough come across them.  We have a couple in the Toronto Zoo but it’s just not the same as seeing them in the wild.  One of the many things I love about Canada is the variety of huge animals that live here.

 

So we were out and about travelling through the park with our eyes scouring the forest to each side of us trying to spot wildlife and suddenly there right by the road in front of us was a young moose, she bolted back into the forest edge and stood there for just a few seconds before running off.  My cousin-in-law turned to me with a smug look on her face and said ‘there, you wanted moose I gave you moose, happy?’ She rolled her eyes when I replied that it was lovely to see one but now I want a photo!   We jumped back in the car and just a few minutes later we managed to spot this Moosive (sorry I couldn’t resist! 😉 ) bull moose grazing, he must have been 6 feet to his shoulders.  He was totally unperturbed by us jumping out of the cars and watching him and stood there happily munching on some grass.

So that’s my magic Moment this week.  I ‘m not high maintenance, I don’t need diamonds or pearls just give me a close encounter with a moose and I’m a happy camper! 😀

The Gallery – Drink

Tara at Sticky Fingers has given us ‘Drink’ for this weeks Gallery Theme.  Anyone who knows me would expect me to post a picture of an icy cold glass of Pinot Grigio but I decided not to be predictable!

I love the first cup of tea in the morning when the house is quiet, I like to take ten minutes with a cuppa to wake up properly and think through my day before the mad rush to get out of the door starts.

But the best cup of tea is first thing in the morning while we’re camping when  the sun is still low in the sky and the birds are singing while the rest of the campground is still and quiet.  The crackle of the campfire from under the kettle is the only other sound as I sit in my deck chair and enjoy the fresh air and the peace and quiet around me…perfection