We arrived at the gatehouse at about 3:30 pm. The staff was super friendly and made us feel very welcome.
It also held a couple of life jackets and paddles. On the wall were some decorative hooks and some fly swatters hanging from some of the hooks.. The porch was bright and airy with lots of windows to let in the light. I could easily see myself sitting out here on rainy day with a book if the weather didn't want to cooperate. |
There was a little wooden night stand between the two sets of beds.
The only thing that was missing that would have been convenient was a microwave. We had anticipated that there would be a microwave and Anika had brought some microwavable popcorn, but we could easily do with out it. We were still very happy with the place.
The bathrooms were quite spacious. They were also well light and airy and didn't smell. The brightness inside was on account of two things. One was that everything was painted white. This also made it feel clean. The other was that the roof was made of a clear corrugated plastic instead of the green stuff that you usually see. This allowed the natural light to come in. |
Outside, on the ground, was an empty bird's nest that someone seemed to have taken down from one of the walls. Later on when we read the guest book in the cabin, we found out that it used to belong to a family of Robbins. The babies had long since grown up and flew away.
I stayed there watching the beaver until an older gentleman pulled up in a pickup truck. He got out of the truck and proceeded to dig out some fishing gear. We had a nice chat about fishing and about the beaver. Then I headed back to the cabin and left him in peace to try his luck at catching something.
Sarah played us some different loon calls and explained what each call meant when the loons were communicating.
It wasn't just the loons we learned about. I also learned that there were 22 lakes in Kettle Lakes park. 20 of them were spring fed and 2 of them had an outside water source.
Sarah did a wonderful job as presenter. All in all, it was an interesting presentation and we were glad to attend it.
We set up a board game on the dining table and began playing. But then ,out of the corner of my eye I saw a small dark shape moving in the corner near the fridge. "Was that a mouse?" I asked. Sure enough there was a little mouse running around. It was quite dark in colour, almost black, with tiny pink feet. And it was small and absolutely adorable.
What I didn't know until that moment is that Julie is afraid of mice. So, where normally I probably wouldn't have thought twice about the mouse being there, I figured that for her sake I had probably better catch it and put it outside.
It was about this time that we realized that we did not have one mouse in the cabin, but two! Now I had my work cut out for me.
I switched gears from a pot to using a light weight blanket that I planned to throw on top of the mice and scoop them up and carry them out side. There were not a whole lot of places to hide in the cabin and yet they were proving to be difficult to catch because they still managed to hide. We couldn't figure out where they were getting to.
Then all of a sudden we saw one climbing the metal grate of the gas fire place! That was when I rushed over and put my blanket trap into action. And it worked! I managed to scoop the little mouse into the blanket and I took him outside and released him into the yard. Off he went under the cover of the darkness of the night.
He too climbed the grate on the fire place but I didn't get to him on time so he actually made his way right inside the fire place and he wouldn't come out. We could see his tiny face once in awhile as we shined the flashlight in the crack he had crawled into, but he wouldn't come out and we couldn't get the grate off.
The pilot light was on in the fire place but the flames were not high. Besides, he had found a place that was actually in the walls of the fireplace that had zero access for a human unless you wanted to take a crowbar to it. So, by the time bedtime came around we had given up on catching him for the night. We would try again tomorrow.