
| If you've driven across Canada you have been through Thunder Bay because, for about 100 miles around this city, the two trans-Canada highways merge. This part of Ontario is known as the land of the Sleeping Giant because of the spectacular view from the harbour.
One of this city's more obscure claims to fame (although few realize it) is that it was the home of the editor of Cellular Networking Perspectives for many of his formative (some would say warpative) years. Well, put it this way, if it wasn't for this, you wouldn't be looking at this photogallery now. |
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| Few people stop to do more than fill up with gas and grab a bite to eat when passing through, which is a pity, because Thunder Bay is in a beautiful area of pristine lakes, endless forests (but less endless than they used to be) and pre-cambrian (i.e. old) mountains. Some of the most beautiful times are early in the morning, or late in the evening, when the air is most calm, and there are only faint ripples on the lakes. | |||||||
One of the reasons that so few people stop, is because of the Mosquitoes, the official bird of Thunder Bay (and another excuse to drink heavily). To assist you on your next visit, I have included my personal favourite mosquito repellent recipe:
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| Even fewer people visit Thunder Bay in the winter than in the summer. This is probably (certainly?) because its winters can be extremely harsh, but along with the plummeting temperatures and icy winds comes a delicate beauty and an opportunity for many winter sports - snowshoeing, cross-country and alpine skiing, skating and even riding those horrible, stinky things called snowmobiles.
Being out in the cold weather makes you appreciate the Finnish Sauna afterwards. |
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