Dear Husband was shipped off to a far and distant land for a two-week long business trip, I decided instead of hibernating with the cat, all the chocolate I could lay my hands and wallowing the time away in loneliness and solitude. I would hit the road with a few friends to Algonquin Provincial Park, on a mini adventure in search of moose.
The easy three and a half hour drive north from Toronto to Algonquin whisked by in a haze of green fields, coffee and pastry pit stops. On arrival, after sufficiently “carbo-loading” on a variety of brownies, cookies and Tim Bits it was decided, on advice from a park ranger, we should embark on the Mizzy Lake trail. As this would be our best chance to spot a moose.