We departed the Cape at the crack of dawn and pointed ourselves northward.  Destination: Moosehead Lake, Maine.  Probably seven hours excluding stops en route.  Then, an hour at the the outfitters, nearly a one hour van ride to nowhere, a hushed (moose scare easily) boarding onto a canoe and then the real pursuit began.

We weren’t on the water all that long – a relative term given what it took to get there – but it was worth it.  Partly for the encounters with the actual moose but more so for the time spent with Joey.

One less item on the bucket list.