Sitting, waiting, waiting, sitting. We are forced to sit still at a very young age. Parents pleading with kids to sit still and be quiet. We are asked to be still for story time, play time, waiting for gift time, waiting for treat time. You need to sit still in Church, in school, during a concert or a play. We make our pets sit…wait…holding our hand to them while we walk away then giving them the go ahead to “come.” Them is some tough challenges.
It got me thinking about some waiting songs. Otis Redding wrote “The Dock of the Bay” … a summertime classic. It’s a bit of a sad song when you read the lyrics but often sung while enjoying some cottage fun, so you don’t think about the loneliness of the words.
How about Tom Petty’s “The Waiting” written in 1981. It’s about waiting for dreams to come but being unsure if they ever will. Again, kind of sad.
My favourite waiting memories are the Ketchup commercials from the 70’s which featured Carly Simon’s 1971 hit “Anticipation.” The tag lines to the commercials were “The taste that’s worth waiting for” or “it’s slow good.”
Now if you are not a fan of the big wait and sit game, have a listen to The Kinks 1965 song “Tired of Waiting for you.” This one may become your theme song!
You may all be asking yourself ‘where is Heather going with all of this.’ Well, I could make you all wait but I guess I did that already!
Quin and I sat and waited on the grass in front of the office at Rock Lake, Algonquin Park for the Park Rangers to drive in with Blake, Luke and Sammie our yellow lab – who a few days before, couldn’t walk. Two words…toad licking!
I won’t bother with all the preliminary details when we had to hike through mud so deep it sucked your shoes back in. Or trying to balance over planks that wobbled and teetered all the while carrying a canoe on your shoulders. I won’t bother to tell you it was 3 km of this and that we had to do this twice. But I will tell you that what waited for us at the other end made it all worthwhile and the beauty and the magic of Algonquin Park, more specifically of Lake Louisa, provided us with the Wow
moment we were waiting for. When we spotted the moose and her calf eating at the shoreline, we forgot all about the negative declarations made over the 3 kms previously covered.
My most favourite part of being in the park is being unplugged. However, this is the part our boys hated the most, but they are clever and were able to find a spot on the portage where cell service was magically found…something that would come in handy later.
The beginning of the trip was lovely filled with all the things we look forward to year after year. Sleeping in a tent. Campfires. Cooking over a one burner stove or better yet the meals we made right over the fire. Listening to the loons calling. Watching the sun set and then witness the magic of the stars. The sounds are beautiful, and the world is still, and the family time brings you memories you will have forever! And that is truly the magic of Algonquin.
The loons, as mentioned above, aid in the mysteries of Algonquin. They live for about 20-30 years and are very territorial, coming back to the same lake to breed. There are so many things I can say about loons, but this story isn’t really about loons… it’s about waiting and toad licking! So, I will get to it.
We experienced something totally unexpected on Tuesday evening. Sammie, after enjoying a brisk lay-down, tried to get up but found she couldn’t. She tried over and over each time bringing her a look of fright and confusion and us a feeling of dread. She was stumbling and her nose was hot, and her eyes were red. She was in distress. Of course, I did what every dog mom would do…I cried. We were helpless. We didn’t know what was going on. This was not her arthritis.
There’s not a whole lot you can do when you’re in the bush with a lame dog.
So, we waited it out. I was on dog watch the next day … enjoying the sun, my book and trying my best to perfect the art of sitting.
The evening was spent coming up with a plan and building a stretcher – if the plan fell through. Quin and I would do the full trip back taking one big pack and of course one canoe. Blake, Luke and Sammie would just do the first 200 metres and wait at the road (we cross a ranger’s road on our way through the portage). We would go directly to the office and beg for help. Luke would wait at the magic cell service spot for our call. If we couldn't get help, we would have to go back and help them over with the rest of the gear, Sammie and the second canoe. The office at Rock Lake was willing to help. As it happened, two Rangers were driving down that access road and found the family. Blake thought that had been awfully fast and made a comment about his crying wife (being me) but it was just a stroke of luck they were driving down. They loaded them all up … Blake, Luke, Sammie and ALL the gear!!!
Brings us back to where we started this story…with Quin and I sitting on the grass in front of the Rock Lake office. Waiting.
As it turns out, toad licking is very toxic to dogs. Because of the previous rain, there were lots of toads. Our Rangers Trent and Brianna filled us in on another toad vs dog situation which didn’t fare well for that dog. We were sure lucky to get the help and equally lucky Sammie didn’t eat the toad as it may have been a different type of rescue.
We went right home…making a vet appointment on the way home. (although we now know not much a vet can do for this. You just must wait it out) Our phone rang the next day and wouldn’t you know it, it was Trent. He wondered how Sammie was doing. He went above and beyond his duty and we felt overwhelmed by his kindness and concern. Blake wrote a commendation letter to their boss.
The morale of this story is, it’s well worth the wait when it has to do with family and ketchup. Don’t let your dog lick a toad or eat the wild mushrooms. There is truly kindness in strangers. And finally, Algonquin Park is still and always will be both magical and mysterious!
Algonquin Park was established in 1893. The Ontario Government of that time acted upon a recommendation from the Royal Commission on Forest Reservation and National Parks in reserving a portion of the ungranted Crown land be set aside and used as a Forest Reservation and National Park.
We, as a family, have enjoyed the magic and mystery of the vast lakes and lands within the 7,630 square kilometres.
https://www.algonquinpark.on.ca