While in Wawa we hit the town, first for breakfast, then for the significant features of this village of 3,000. Keep in mind that the road was completed here in September of 1960. Until then the residents had to fly or boat to this isolated place on the north shore of Lake Superior.

The word wawa means goose in the local Objibway dialect and hence the town's name.



  

Above is the first concrete goose  that graced the entrance to the town and below is the now rusting steel replacement located at the visitor's center. Loose goose Bruce is leaning into the wind to lend some help to the wayward bird I guess.

While the day was overcast it was about 60 degrees and quite pleasant. Below is the Magpie High Falls just to the south of the town. Apparently, as this is a spillway from a hydro dam, this thing can go from this lesser flow to a raging torrent quite rapidly and we were constantly warned about it.

Another falls called Silver Falls is further to the south of town and this is a view through a single lane bridge which was the access. We went down a dirt road for about 4 miles to get to the bridge and this view.

That evening the temperature plummeted and the rain started and continued for about eight hours. We awoke to 34 degrees and rain on the morning of the 29th. Here is Bruce in his new rain outfit and after looking at the picture he sort of looks like the Grim Reaper! The thing in his hand is a crank for the awning over the exit door, but serves a secondary purpose of pulling out the rubber gasket that keeps the pounding rain from  getting into the slides and soaking the floor.

And it was a cold, steady, rain that came down steady for several hours at a rate of at least an inch an hour. Fun in the mud and cold.