Thursday, , May 17, 2007
I started off anticipating to see moose. With my crocs I covered various surfaces in search for change for the feet and in search in quiet ways for the majestic mammal.
After a loon cried I looked to my left and standing on the railroad tracks was a jet-black bear. He was frozen and ,oh so inquisitive about me. After some brief moments he offered different poses and even a side view before distancing himself deciding that I was not his kind.
Yovany was the first to spot two moose in the bush. We both observed another frozen response before retreating.
Gordon Roberts is a cyclist from Saskatoon going to Halifax, then flying to Vancouver and back home from there on his two wheels. He’s living up to a dream that many young folks have about cross the land culture.
There are a good share of honks and waves from motorists. A good sign. Spirituality is met with favour. Why shouldn’t it be? It is the natural tendency of the soul.
42kms
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