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.