On Sunday we went to the Believer's Fellowship church in Sioux Lookout which Merles attend and helped to sing at the nursing home in the afternoon. The men had been out in the canoe with Merle when they were fishing but Betty Ann and I had not been on the lake. So after supper, Merle and Edith took us canoeing on the lake.
It was a beautiful evening and everything was so lovely. We saw a couple beavers and were privileged to see some moose up close. We got close enough to two females to hear them chewing as they fed along the edge of the lake. Then we heard a little calf whimpering for its mama and spied it through the bushes. After awhile we circled around to another spot where Edith heard a bull moose. He was more nervous and took off before we could get very close. So we circled back to where we had seen the first ones. They were out of sight and we thought they had gone but as we reached the point of land where the calf had been the mother came crashing out of the woods and ran away. The calf, which was only a week or two old, followed her into the water and then stopped. He had probably never seen people or a canoe before. He just stood there and watched us with big wondering eyes until we rounded the bend and were out of sight. That was a rare experience! I desperately wished I had taken my camera with me and not been so afraid of having it fall in the lake.
We left Merle's place about 7 a.m. Monday (June 7) and drove to Eau Claire, Wisconsin. Before we left Canada we saw a bear along the road which cooperated nicely and crossed the road so we could get a good look at him. The bear rounded out the northern wildlife we were hoping to see--moose, loon, beaver, bear.
We also went to the shore of Lake Pepin and saw the oldest part of town. Remember how Laura went to town and, for the first time, saw houses standing next to each other? She knew then how Yankee Doodle felt when he said he couldn't see the town because there were so many houses. She went down to the lake and picked up so many pretty pebbles the pocket of her dress tore out from the weight of them. I remembered the lesson she learned and allowed myself only two pebbles. There were many shapes, sizes, and colors to choose from. The rest of Tuesday we drove through (sometimes heavy) rain to Racine, Wisconsin, and got a motel just a few minutes from the Case IH plant. We had made arrangements to tour the plant at 8 a.m. Wednesday and we didn't want to have to hunt the place in the morning.