Despite being in Timmins, we forewent the Shania Twain museum (she grew up here, and was named Ellen) and instead went on a nature trail ride thing which allowed us to feed moose, elk and bison. We saw a tiny newborn deer skipping all over, behind his little mother, and families of ducks and geese. Stroking a live moose's fuzzy, wooden-seeming rack while he was eating branches was quite an experience.
We also played Wii and ate at a Chinese Buffet, returned a defective weedwhacker and looked at all the urban decay and vandalism. There's a two story hotel building that an irate and probably drunk owner took a backhoe to the back of and tore out the entire rear wall in chunks so you can see the beds and chairs and bathrooms inside from the street ("World's Biggest Dollhouse" D__ calls it.)
Despite being in Timmins, we forewent the Shania Twain museum (she grew up here, and was named Ellen) and instead went on a nature trail ride thing which allowed us to feed moose, elk and bison. We saw a tiny newborn deer skipping all over, behind his little mother, and families of ducks and geese. Stroking a live moose's fuzzy, wooden-seeming rack while he was eating branches was quite an experience.
We also played Wii and ate at a Chinese Buffet, returned a defective weedwhacker and looked at all the urban decay and vandalism. There's a two story hotel building that an irate and probably drunk owner took a backhoe to the back of and tore out the entire rear wall in chunks so you can see the beds and chairs and bathrooms inside from the street ("World's Biggest Dollhouse" D__ calls it.)
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