Welcome to Day 3 of the A-Z Blogging Challenge. My theme is:
'Wildlife Encounters'
The following is an edited extract from a travel essay shortlisted in a BBC
Wildlife Magazine Travel Writer of the Year competition and subsequently published in
Spain.
The best adventures are unplanned and unexpected. A wedding
had brought us to Ontario, Canada with no plans beyond toasting the bride and
groom.
We were not equipped for a simple ramble, let alone a
serious hike to spot wildlife, but – ever optimistic – we decided to visit
Algonquin National Park.
It was Fall. In their gaudy seasonal finery, the sugar
maples formed exuberant backdrops against the crisp blue lakes. It felt like we
had stumbled into a painting by an impressionist on acid.
The park's information centre supplied us with bundles of
field guides and trail booklets. We returned to our lakeside cabin and riffled
through our booty. The park was home to many animals including black bears,
wolves and moose.
We knew that a couple of tourists sans the requisite hiking
gear would be lucky to see a chipmunk. So I studied the literature, picked out
some manageable-looking trails, and hoped we might see a moose. Failing that,
I'd settle for the chipmunk.
Early the next morning we paused outside, transfixed. In the
pre-dawn stillness there was an ethereal quality to the landscape. The moon cast
a lambent glow over the lake, like spilled mercury.
In yielding darkness we found our chosen trail - The Whiskey Rapids. We struggled down a steep slope, tripping on tree roots, skidding on autumn leaves. On one particularly close tumble we flushed our chipmunk. He scolded us indignantly before skittering down the trail, tail aloft.
See you tomorrow - I'm heading in an easterly direction. Can you guess where and what the next animal will be?
Your description of Ontario is perfect. I was there two years ago in autumn visiting my son, and actually saw a chipmunk on my walk to the shops! And a black squirrel in their garden.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Lizy. It's my favourite time of year to visit. The chipmunk on my leg was a wild one, but had clearly learned to beg for treats.
ReplyDeleteWhat a delightful picture you painted wit your words.It sounds and looks amazing.
ReplyDelete'The Choir', a short story with 2 neglected words
Thank you, Keith.
DeleteRight country... wrong animal!
ReplyDeleteEast? Quebec? I'm afraid I can only manage deer or duck... weak, I know!
Yes, right country. Algonquin is in Ontario in eastern Canada - not far from the Quebec border. (Nothing wrong with deer or duck :) )
DeleteBeautiful country! The first and last time I saw a chipmunk was in Yellowstone. It ate out of my hand. I was thrilled.
ReplyDeleteThey'r such endearing little creatures, aren't they, Bish?
DeleteBeautiful country! The first and last time I saw a chipmunk was in Yellowstone. It ate out of my hand. I was thrilled.
ReplyDeleteThey must be one of the bravest squirrels - I've never been able to coax red, grey or black.
DeleteCute photo of you and the chipmunk. I also want to know if you ever saw that moose! Canada looks gorgeous in Autumn. Love the colors. My guess for D is deer?
ReplyDeleteI was ridiculously thrilled when I climbed up my leg, Karen.
DeleteAnother 'deer' guess - you'll know all tomorrow!
Oops - I meant I was ridiculously thrilled when IT climbed up my leg.
DeleteThat was very well-written. Enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteThank you - the original version was shortlisted in a BBC Wildlife Magazine competition. :)
DeleteI love chipmunks! :) Great photo!
ReplyDeleteI love chipmunks! What a special photo. Thanks for sharing and I hope you are enjoying the challenge!
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Hi Scarlett, thanks for dropping in. I'm enjoying the challenge very much... and really enjoying interacting with so many interesting new people. Hope you'll check out my blog again tomorrow.
DeleteI love your description, Susan. You seem to have so many stories to tell that I don't think I could ever get bored of them. D for Dingo, donkey or duck?
ReplyDeleteThanks, Eve. I've got quite a few more up my sleeve! Three guesses, eh? You'll find out tomorrow if one of them is right. :)
DeleteSusan, you have a way with words :) This is majestic, and brilliantly told. I'm so glad you got to see the chipmunk, too!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the visit over at Life In Dogs — and kudos to you for giving a home to a rescue dog! Adoption is the central spoke on which rescue runs, so on behalf of all the strays and homeless out there waiting to be taken in, thank you for clearing a spot for the next one :) You rock!
Hi, Guilie, thanks for visiting my blog and thank you for your kind words. Hope you'll drop in again to see where I lead you on my wildlife adventures!
ReplyDeleteChipmunks are so cute. I loved this write up and the way you described Algonquin made me laugh. My dad was born in Barry's Bay just an hour north of Algonquin. In the 1930's he worked in the logging industry in Algonquin (My dad was 51 when I was born). Did you take the logging trail museum? You would have seen the typical cabins my dad would have lived in
ReplyDeleteHi Birgit, I did indeed visit the museum (a few years ago now). I have family in Ontario and have managed to find time to visit Algonquin on several visits. The fall (autumn to non-North Americans) colours blew me away the first time I saw them.
DeleteOntario is beautiful. I have an Asgardian squirrel that darts in and out of my various tales: Ratastoskr -- he runs up and down the World Tree spreading gossip between the Mystic Eagle at its top and the dragon gnawing at its roots.
ReplyDeleteHe can be found maddening Hibbs in HIBBS, THE CUB WITH NO CLUE.
He makes me laugh when I write of him.
Ah, Norse mythology - a subject of which I know very little. Your squirrel sounds splendid, Roland. :)
ReplyDeleteUnexpected wildlife encounters are always magical. I've learned that setting out to look for a particular bird, animal or plant is nearly always doomed to failure. You just have to keep your camera ready and your eyes and ears open for whatever finds you.
ReplyDeleteThat's so true, Linda. The important thing is to take pleasure and delight in every encounter, whether exotic or mundane.
DeleteOh! It's so cute! I thought it would be bigger than that... Drongo? Duiker?
ReplyDeleteNo, Liz - chipmunks are cute and small. Nice guesses!
DeleteOh we do have a lot of chipmunks in Canada! Here in the west one has to be careful if stopping for a break while hiking they love to scamper into your pack and help themselves to lunch. :)
ReplyDeleteBut how could you resist allowing them to help themselves? :)
DeleteClose encounters of a chipmunk kind. How lovely! :) And Fall looks pretty sensational too.
ReplyDeleteHi, Jo. Whilst all close encounters are exciting - this one was particularly sweet! The sugar maple display in autumn should be classed as one of the natural wonders of the world in my humble opinion.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written adventure, the pictures, amazing! Thanks for sharing!
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Hi, Yolanda. Thanks for visiting my blog and thanks for your kind comments. I hope you'll continue to follow my wildlife encounters. :)
DeleteYou are an artist with images as well as with words. I love the lambent light sentence. Wow. I hope you have enlarged the two landscapes and framed them for your living room. As for D...dingo? That would be very far indeed.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your complimentary words, Deb (I do try!). D is now up - hope you'll join me again.
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ReplyDeleteI used to think that chimpmunks were cute, until I realized how quickly they can empty my birdfeeder! One day I watched six of them take turns at it, filling their little cheeks and then running off. They are still cute ... but this year I'm figuring out how to keep them off my feeder :D
ReplyDeleteFor D .. I would guess Deer?
Oh, Tracy - I can only imagine how that must have looked. Six chipmunks scampering back and forth from your birdfeeder!
DeleteThanks for visiting and hope you'll return to see if your guess is correct. :)
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DeleteWhen we first bought our house, we had a chipmunk that would come to visit us at the docks every day. My husband kept insisting it wasn't the same chipmunk, but I liked to think it was my little buddy coming to say hi each morning. Beautiful story. Looking forward to more wildlife encounters.
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He he - of course it was the same chipmunk, Karen! Glad you enjoyed my story.
DeleteIsn't that the cutest chipmunk! Beautiful landscape, too.
ReplyDeleteThey're very high up on the cute scale, aren't they? :)
DeleteLoved your photos. Loved your post.
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Loved your photos. Loved your post.
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Thanks, Jo-Ann. Hope you'll drop in again to see what else I have in store this month.
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ReplyDeleteI'm amazed the chipmunk got that close.
ReplyDeleteSo was I - it was a wild one too! :)
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