A day with a difference

As arranged, we met Bob early in the morning. Our first impression was that he was older than we had expected, but he seemed very friendly.

“I’ve made plans” he said. “Let’s go”

Me and Beatrice had been on a world trip and we was ending the trip in Canada. My father grew up there and grandparents live there. Bob was actually one of my father’s childhood friends, and my dad had strongly recommended us to visit him now that we were in Canada already.

Anyways as we walked down a road, I asked Bob where we were going. He said “we are going to the quay young man, there we shall take my boat and sail to a special place I know and catch some pikes”. He had this nice Canadian accent, just like my dad.

After a pretty long walk, we reached the quay and got to Bob’s boat, it was a nice boat not too much, not too little. As we got on board, Bob released the mooring line and the boat slowly drifted away from the shore and out on open water. We sailed down a river and Bob told us some old fisherman tales, about people claiming to have seen monsters in the lake. Of cause it was all nonsense, it was silly but still fascinating. Anyways we arrived to his special location, and it was one of the most beautiful places I had ever seen. The nature was so wild and untouched by humans. It was a big lake surrounded by icebergs, mountains, forests and there were an extraordinary rich wildlife.