What's in a Name...

Canoeing past the city of Thunder Bay was a unique experience. Up until this point, we hadn't paddled through many large ports so we were happy to have a calm day to canoe the fourty-five kilometer stretch to Sleeping Giant Provincial Park. Although we passed some towering structures such as the power generating station and numerous grain elevators, the city itself looked so small compared to the wilderness that surrounded it. While tucked away in our tent on Caribou Island, a series of thunderstorms awoke us from our much-needed sleep. The loud crackling bolts reverberated off the cliffs reinforcing the appropriateness of the bay's name.