Algonquin Park is a pretty amazing place. We went up there with Sarah’s parents for three days while they were visiting from Glasgow. Rarely does one get a chance to see so much wildlife as when one is in Algonquin Park.
On the first day, Sarah saw a moose on Highway 60 in the park.
The next day, while canoeing on Oxtongue Lake, I managed to photograph this great blue heron as it flew overhead.
Later he landed and Sarah got me close enough to snap him wading in the shallow marshes that line the shore.
On our third day, we went for a hike on the Mizzy Lake trail, an 11km trail through some pretty dense bush. At Mizzy Lake, I saw this huge dragonfly.
At Wolf Howl Pond, we saw dozens of snapping turtles, many with large white tracking numbers painted on their shells. This one had a metal tag on his shell.
We were walking through the bush when it suddenly opened up onto a little pond, in which this heron was poking around for an afternoon snack. I only had seconds to shoot him before he strutted off into the forest and out of sight.
Within 2km of the end of the trail, we started lamenting that we hadn’t seen any more moose, when we spotted this one up at the end of Dizzy Lake. I actually managed to get a lot closer to it, but it got startled and crashed off into the forest before I could get a shot off.
Algonquin Park, while not free like crown land, or as “wild” as Killarney, will always be one of my favourite places on Earth; it occupies a fair portion of my photography blog.
Really, you can’t go wrong there.
Unless you carry fresh trout in your pockets.