Our Excursion Through the Shield - Days 8 & 9

By JOHN LILIES & LANA CARBON

NOVEMBER 9TH, 2019

We're well delayed on getting this one out - we hope you can forgive us... 31 movies seems to take up a fair bit of time. But, now here's another installment from our May 2019 roadtrip series... 

Day 8 - Thunder Bay, May 25/19

[John] This was another great day of roaming around the area with Kim Gnarl as our personal chauffeur.

[Lana] And no... he wouldn't let me stop anyone to ask if they had any Grey Poupon.

[John] Ha. Poor you.

[Lana] That's okay... I don't like it anyway.

[John] Oy.

After meeting up at Kim's house and starting the day with a nice coffee, we headed to the Mount McKay (Animikii-wajiw) Scenic Lookout to take in another spectacular view.

[John] Situated on Fort William First Nation land, Animikii-wajiw is approximately 1,000 feet tall and half-way up is a wonderful viewing area. Here, we took in an incredible view of Thunder Bay, Lake Superior, and of course Sleeping Giant. We had an amazing view of clouds rolling in from the lake and honestly, I could have stood there for hours just breathing in the scenery. The energy and history in this area is palpable and it was really hard to leave. If we'd had time, I'd have loved a good hike on one of the trails here but after some time to take in the view and learn some of the history, we had to move on. I'd be remiss if I didn't acknowledge that while this is a beautiful tourist lookout, it is truly a spiritual centre for the Ojibwe of Fort William First Nation.

[John] From Animikii-wajiw, we moved on to Chippewa Park which had a zoo that closed in 2017. Kim just wanted to show us the park and he pulled into where the zoo entrance still exists, while telling us about it closing down. The zoo was unable to get the necessary funding to keep the animals in a healthy state; city officials felt a zoo wasn't necessary for displaying caged animals, when it was already in northern Ontario where they were surrounded by wildlife one could see quite easily just by looking around. Thus, they felt that funding a zoo was not in the best interest of citizens or animals.

[Lana] There were some cool polar bear statues at the gate that were showing the wear of time and neglect. It's always sad to see an attraction fall by the way side. Hopefully there will still be places in this physical world for our youth to be able to see animals beyond the world of the media.

[John] This is where I disagree. I'm not a fan of zoos and I don't think they're really that necessary, especially because of the age of the internet. I think we can survive just fine by watching and researching online footage of animals anywhere in the world and if we want or need to experience them in person, we can travel to do so. I agree with the Thunder Bay officials who stated that there isn't a reason to keep bears and moose in a cage on the same land where they roam free.

After Chippewa Park we went to Fort William. This is a heritage museum, such as a pioneer village. We knew it was closed at the time, as a result of Mother Nature having had a rough spring. The museum management had to delay the season opening because the property wasn't yet safe for the public to visit. But, Kim drove us down to the gate so Lana could get whatever pictures might have been possible from there.

[Lana] We couldn't see much from where we sat, though I really appreciate Kim trying to get us there. We got some shots of the main building but without getting through the gate, there wasn't much we could do.

[John] Two of our roadside attractions were located here - a polar bear statue and a bald eagle statue. Kim had hoped that taking us to the gate would give us an opportunity to see them but alas, no such luck. These are two attractions we have to postpone until our next visit.

Moving on to Kakabeka Falls (Niagara of the North), we were able to enjoy an open dam that allowed the water to flow at full force. I had been there a couple of times before but the water was never flowing this freely, so this was a nice treat for us. We spent some time here, walking around and taking a lot of pictures. I have to say that I was really enjoying my time with my guy and my chosen brother. This day was truly a happy one for me.

[Lana] I love waterfalls and this was one of my favourites on the whole trip. They had a nice set-up so that you could view the falls and where you could take good pictures. As the water flowed around a huge rock protrusion, it made me forget about the people around me and allowed me to feel like I was alone and a part of nature.

[John] Um... gee... thanks? So happy we could help you forget about us being there with you.

[Lana] I did say I appreciated it...

[John] Ha, yes you did.

Here’s John taking in the beauty of Kakabeka.

[John] We continued on to a little pharmacy store gift shop for a couple of souvenirs for our loved ones and we helped Kim pick out a jacket on sale. (The jacket looked really cool on him and was such a good price!) Then, we drove up to a natural spring that Kim used to go to for water. He hadn't been there in ages, but it was still ready for us to fill our bottles with yummy, cold spring water. This was a real treat for me and Lana and saved us from having to buy another jug of water for the remainder of our trip.

[Lana] You don't realize how good water is until you drink some without a chemical taste in it.

[John] It was a bit nerve-wracking watching Kim and Lana navigate a rickety wooden plank path from the rough roadside over the tiny creek. It was only a few feet long but it wasn't stable and I just kept hoping that no one would roll an ankle or twist a knee in the process. I was so grateful when the guys finished up unscathed.

[Lana] I really don't know what John was worried about. We were all safe and sound and all was just fine.

[John] Guaranteed, if you and I had switched places, you would have been worrying about me on those planks.

[Lana] What's good for the goose is not always good for the gander.

[John] Yeah, yeah.

[Lana] *wink and a gun pose*

[John] Oh boy.

We returned Kim to his house so he could chill out for a bit and we went back to the hotel for a wee nap. I hadn't been feeling well and Lana was fighting a bad migraine so we decided on some rest before returning to the house for the Raptors game. When we woke up from our nap, sadly Lana was no better and had to opt for staying at the hotel while I went back to Kim's house for the game. This was an exciting night for our Raptors and ended up being the night that put them through to the finals. Kim's awesome wife, Tina, joined us for most of the game after she finished her work shift. Tina and Kim both do shift work and this week was one that Kim was off but Tina was working a lot, so we didn't get to see her too much. Enjoying the game with them was really fun and via text we were able to share our thoughts and excited proclamations with Lana (who was trying to watch what he could manage at the hotel), the bonus mommy who was watching back at home, and Kim's nephew in Toronto who was also intent on watching our Raps take the game.

[Lana] I was so sad! I so badly wanted to go and watch the game with everybody! I had never been a basketball fan and this year our Raps were changing this for me. (Yep... I jumped on the bandwagon.) But, I could barely keep my eyes open. The smallest amount of light just hurt so much, so I had to settle for laying there listening to the game, and trying to read the texts as they came in. I was texting back super brief answers which mostly consisted of, "Yay!" because the team was winning. Our Raps took that series that night.

[John] I, too, jumped on the Raptors bandwagon and that night, discovered a love for basketball - not just the Raptors - but basketball as a whole. I was looking forward to the finals and returned to the hotel flying high from the excitement. Poor Lana was feeling so out of it from his migraine but was so happy from the game that he was struggling... trying to contain his excitement so as not to worsen the pain but wanting so badly to celebrate the win that he couldn't settle properly. It took us a while, but we eventually fell into a good sleep for the night, looking forward to what our final day in Thunder Bay would bring but sad it would be our last day.

Day 9 - May 26/19

[John] Though Lana still wasn't at 100%, he pushed himself to join in on our last day with Kim and the gang.

Kim took us to the Botanical Conservatory where we got to check out some pretty plants and flowers. We had some fun goofing off there, and it was nice to see how much amethyst is incorporated into the rock structures. For those of you who may not know, the Thunder Bay region is well known for its amethyst; it is actually considered the heart of amethyst country up here. There is a significant amount of amethyst in Thunder Bay and along the north shore of Lake Superior. There are many amethyst mines in the area and backyards are not a bad place to find your gems when you live there. I love seeing it everywhere and in the Conservatory it added a special feeling to the place.

[Lana] Although my thumb is not exactly green - it is, in fact, more of a withered brown - I did find that the plants were very interesting and cool to look at. All the diverse species almost gave me a feeling as though I was walking through an ancient time just from the sheer size of some of the flora. In my head, I was totally hearing Pa Lilies explaining each one and how best to landscape them in his yard... "This type of soil... this type of lighting... oh it's way too cold for this one... I'm surprised this can grow here!"...

[John] Oh my gosh, he totally would have done that!! Love you, Dad!

[Lana] Love you too, Pa Lilies!

[John] This place was cool and we got to take some neat pictures of the different shapes and textures found in the plants. Maybe we also took some goofy pictures of each other.

[Lana] We wouldn't do that, would we?

[John] No, you're right. We took completely ridiculous pictures of each other.

We really did have a nice, relaxing time. There was a couple sitting on a bench in the Conservatory, that we came across as we were leaving, and it was the first time I realized how free some people feel now that marijuana is legal in Canada. Now, smoking weed is still illegal in non-smoking areas so they shouldn't have been enjoying their substance inside where they were, but they were not concerned about it and wow was it strong! It was nice to see them having a good time.

After our time at the Bontanical Conservatory, Kim drove us around town looking for our standard souvenir requirements. Unfortunately, Sundays in Thunder Bay mean that not much is open and so we were unable to find anything to carry home with us. However, we struck a deal with Kim - he was wanting a Toronto Raptors hat and so we agreed that we would send Raps gear for the family after we arrived back at home, and Kim would send us the Thunder Bay souvenirs we were looking for.

[Lana] Thinking that Thunder Bay is a hub of the north, I didn't think that it would be so difficult to find souvenirs even on a Sunday. Apparently, I was mistaken.

[John] Yes, I'm so accustomed to living in a city where everything is open all the time, I hadn't even considered that shops would be closed on a Sunday. Definitely a learning experience for me.

So, empty-handed but with a plan in place, we made our way back to Kim's house to meet up with the rest of the family for the remainder of the day.

Kim, Tina, Nia, and Sia were all around for our final afternoon and so we were able to have a little bit of down time with them. This was a nice way to end our time there, though it was the day that the black flies decided to emerge and thus some bites were received before we made it back to the hotel. Bites that lasted for quite a few weeks after, I might add... darn black flies.

Knowing we would have another early morning and a long, extended day of driving back across the province, we bid an early goodnight and settled in for a decent rest. It was really difficult for me to say our "see ya laters" to the gang but it is something I have come to accept.

While writing up these two days of travels, we realized that we neglected to mention a couple of the roadside attractions we saw on Day 7, so here is a little run-down of those...

There was a stone fence that Lana really wanted to see - a small stone wall that had animals built into it. Despite the fact that Kim doesn't get to travel much around the city because of his schedule, he still knew precisely where the wall was and took us straight there. Sure enough, it was what Lana was looking for and he took his pictures, though it was a struggle. We had to situate ourselves in the parking lot where the fence can be found, which meant facing the road to take photos and so, the pictures were not the best or easiest to manage.

Also, while driving to Mission Island Marsh, we crossed a little bridge that had on both sides of the bridge railing, hand-crafted iron fish. These were also tough to take pictures of but Kim did his best to slow down and safely give Lana time to get some shots. (Lana tends to do the majority of picture-taking, as I usually wait until the mood strikes me and I can get up close to the subject.)

[John] Some of the things we missed out on during this trip were Trowbridge Falls (the location made it tough on our way out of town with our timing, so that will be on the list for our next trip in), Ouimet Canyon (the main road was under construction and Kim advised us against the detour with our little car and not knowing the roads, so that one will definitely need to happen on our next trip), and we didn't find the Moose Hunters sculpture we had also been wanting.

[Lana] Maybe next time we go, the Sleeping Giant will be awake! The guy slept the entire time we were there!

[John] Judging from the stories, you wouldn’t want him awake.

Writing this article made us realize that we really don’t know the tales of Sleeping Giant, so Lana decided to do some research on it and other attractions in the area. Please click here to read that supplemental article.

Well friends… that’s it for this one. Stay tuned for when we leave Thunder Bay. Thank you for joining us!

[Lana] Nia made a quick visit to Toronto in August and brought with him the collectible goodies that Kim had promised us. We are thoroughly happy with them. Thanks TBay family!

Natural Wonders and the Ojibwe Legends Behind Them

Researched by LANA CARBON

NOVEMBER 9TH, 2019

[Lana] While we didn’t get to personally visit all of these unique land formations in person, the ones that we did manage to find our way to, were incredible:
The roaring waters at Kakabeka Falls were breathtaking from a close range, which personally surprised me that they allowed on-lookers to approach so closely;
We only went as high as the platform on Mt. McKay and, even from that vantage point, we could see everything in Thunder Bay without the need to continue climbing any higher;
Of course, the Sleeping Giant was ever present, seen from any position in the city with even a modicum of height and view of Lake Superior. It is no wonder that the Indigenous communities have held such deeply felt legends of these wondrous places.

Nanabijou – The Sleeping Giant, as quoted directly from Northern Ontario Travel

“Visible from many places in Thunder Bay, the Sleeping Giant is the city's most well-known natural wonder. The landmass itself is an Ontario Park with hundreds of kilometres of hiking trails and campsites to enjoy.

Thousands of locals and visitors alike marvel at the wonder of the Sleeping Giant each year, but what is the legend surrounding this Giant? 

The legend goes as follows...

Standing on the shores of Thunder Bay at the head of the great Lake Superior, one can perceive, on looking out across the waters of Thunder Bay, a great land formation situated directly in the mouth of the Bay.

It requires no imagination whatever to see that this form resembles the sleeping body of a giant, arms folded across his massive chest as in the majesty of death.

Mystery and legend surround the origin of this strange phenomenon of nature and down through the ages the following story seems to have survived.

On an island just outside Thunder Bay, now known as "Isle Royale," once lived a great tribe of Ojibway Natives.

Because of their loyalty to their Gods, and their peaceful and industrious mode of living, Nanabijou, the Spirit of the Deep Sea Water, decided to reward them.

One day he called their Chief to his great Thunder Temple on the mountain and warned him that if he told the secret to the white man, that he, Nanabijou would be turned to stone and the Ojibway tribe perish.

The Chief gave his promise, and Nanabijou told him of the rich silver mine, now known as "Silver Islet." The Great Spirit told him to go to the highest point on Thunder Cape, and here he would find the entrance to a tunnel that would lead him to the centre of the mine.

Apparently the Chief and his people found the mine, for the Ojibway became famous for their beautiful silver ornaments. So beautiful indeed were they, that the Sioux warriors on seeing them upon their wounded enemies, strove to wrest their secret from them.

However, torture and even death failed to make the gallant Ojibway divulge their secret and the Sioux chieftains had to devise another scheme to find the source of the Ojibway silver.

One day they summoned their most cunning scout to a pow-wow and a plan was formed. The scout was to enter the Ojibway camp disguised as one of them. This he did and in a few days succeeded in learning the secret of the island of silver.

Going to the mine at night he took several large pieces of the precious metal in order to prove to his chieftain that he had fulfilled his mission.

The scout however never returned to his camp, for on his way back he stopped at a white traders post to purchase some food. Having no furs or money with which to pay for the goods, he used a piece of the silver.

Upon seeing such a large piece of the gleaming metal, two white men sought to obtain the whereabouts of its source, in order to make themselves fabulously rich. After filling the Sioux scout with liquor they persuaded him to show them the way to the mine.

When almost in sight of "Silver Islet" a terrific storm broke over the Cape. The white men were drowned and the Native was found in a crazed condition floating aimlessly in his canoe, but the most extraordinary thing that had happened during the storm, was that where once was a wide opening to the bay, now lay what appeared to be a great sleeping figure of a man. The Great Spirit's warning had been fulfilled and he had been turned to stone.

On a little island at the foot of the Sleeping Giant, can still be seen the partly submerged shafts of what was once the richest silver mine in the northwest. White men have tried again and again to pump out the water that keeps flooding it from Lake Superior but without success. Is it still under the curse of Nanabijou, Spirit of the Deep Sea Water... perhaps... who can tell?

There are numerous versions of the Legend of the Sleeping Giant and one is not necessarily more valid than another. This particular one was published in a booklet entitled Tales of The Tom Tom, written probably in the 1950s or 1960s, by Hubert Limbrick, a former Fort William City Councillor (1951-58 and '60-65).”

[Lana] John is eager to spend some time actually setting foot on Sleeping Giant, hiking some of the many trails. It looks like we will be having another visit in the not too distant future.

Greenmantle & Kakabeka Falls, as quoted directly from Northern Ontario Travel

“Known as the “Niagara of the North,” the massive falls at Kakabeka Falls Provincial Park is a must-stop for any cross-Canada traveller. Located right on the Trans-Canada Highway, the mighty Kaministiquia River plunges down creating the massive Kakabeka Falls and the famous mist that arises from the pounding water.

During your visit, if you stand on the viewing pod and look into the mist you just might see the face of the enchanting native princess, Green Mantle. Just who was this maiden?

The legend goes as follows…

Chieftain White Bear, the peace-loving grand old leader of the Ojibway tribe was interested only in the welfare of his people. One day Chief White Bear was greatly vexed to learn that large numbers of the fierce warlike Sioux were approaching his tribe's encampment at the mouth of the Kaministiquia River, bent upon the destruction of his tribe.

Being too old to go to battle himself and not knowing how to ward off the enemy, the old Chief was greatly distressed. Seeing her father's dilemma, Princess Green Mantle devised a plan.

Bidding her father farewell she hurriedly left the camp and paddled swiftly up the Kaministiquia River. Many times before she had gone for long canoe rides with her brother and she well knew of the Great White Falls. Leaving her canoe at the foot of the falls, she ran swiftly along the bank until she reached a point well above the waterfall.

She soon came within sight of the Sioux Camp. Boldly the young maiden walked into the camp of her bitterest enemies. At once they pounced upon her and captured her. Pretending to have lost her way, she led them to believe she was very frightened. Green Mantle was taken before the Sioux Chieftains and they decided to put her to death. Bargaining with them she followed through with her plan and told them that if they would spare her life she would lead them to her father's camp. The Sioux Chiefs were elated, thinking that they had indeed been blessed by the Gods.

The following morning the young Princess was placed in the lead canoe and the great band, in their war canoes followed, tied as Green Mantle suggested, one behind the other so that they would not get lost. However, she did not tell them about the falls and as they swiftly turned the bend of the river, they plunged headlong into the great gorge, killing all.

Princess Green Mantle of course lost her life also but all of her tribe were saved from the torturous hands of the most dreaded of all Native tribesmen.

The Great Manitou looked kindly upon the brave little Native maiden, and if one takes the trouble to walk down the viewing pods, the figure of Green Mantle can be observed in the mist, standing as a monument to the memory of the Princess who gave her life for her people.”

[Lana] I also saw in some of my readings that Green Mantle lives on in the form of the rainbow that is caused by the water of the falls. Either way, it is nice to know the legend, and spirit, of this brave warrior princess will continue to live on.

Mount McKay – Home of the Thunderbird, as quoted directly from Northern Wilds Magazine

“According to Ojibwe Thunderbird Mythology, the legendary mythical giant birds known as thunderbirds (Animikii) once called the top of Thunder Bay’s Mount McKay their home. Located on the Fort William First Nation, and known as Animiki-waajiw in Anishinaabe, the towering 1,000-foot mountain—a sacred site to the Ojibwe—looks over the city and Lake Superior. But the mountain welcomes visitors. At the 500-foot level, there’s a scenic lookout and skywalk boardwalk that delivers an amazing panoramic view stretching out into the horizon, and there’s a hiking trail to the mountain top where the mythical thunderbirds once lived.

The thunderbirds are supernatural, powerful Manitous (spirits), and can create rain, wind and violent thunderstorms with their wings and eyes. There’s a story set back in the 1880s on Minnesota Point in Duluth about an Ojibwe mother telling her son that the thunder was the animikig [thunderbirds] striking their wings against the hills, and the lightning was the flashing of animikig’s eyes. And in the book Norval Morrisseau (National Gallery of Canada 2006), author Greg A. Hill describes thunderbirds as:

Gigantic birds who protect the Anishnabek [Ojibway]. They have the ability to cause thunderstorms. They make thunder by heating their brilliantly coloured wings and light the skies with their lightning bolts that shoot from their eyes. They are said to take their storms south in the autumn and return with them in the spring.

There’s also stories about thunderbirds and violent thunderstorms at Thunder Cape, located at the ‘toe’ of the Sleeping Giant Peninsula. And credit goes to the thunderbirds for the name of the largest city on Lake Superior. In the book Thunderbirds: America’s Living Legendary Great Birds, the City of Thunder Bay, Ontario is said to be named after a translation of Animike Wekwed, “Thunder Bird Bay.”

While regional variations differ somewhat in the details surrounding thunderbird mythology, in the Ojibwe version the thunderbird was created by Nanabozho—a spirit in Anishinaabe creation storytelling—to fight underwater creatures and to protect humans against evil spirits. They arrived in spring and headed south in the fall. As ‘spirits of the sky realm,’ thunderbirds were believed to be links between the spirit and physical world; they are revered and considered sacred.”

Article written by Elle Andra-Warner

[Lana] The shape of Mt. McKay is definitely that of a giant nest with its flat top and I could certainly see how a legendary bird could use it as its home, undisturbed by the humans far below. Even though we never made it all the way to the top of Mt. McKay, I understood how the mighty creatures could look out over all they saw as guardians and protectors of their land far below.

Ouimet Canyon – Omett & Naiomi, as quoted directly from Northern Ontario Travel

“Featuring unique vegetation and a handicapped accessible hiking trail, Ouimet is a must see when in the area. But how did this massive gorge originate?

Well, according to the legend…

A long time ago there were giants. One called Omett was a good giant and helped Nanabijou when he wished to raise a mountain or make a new lake.

 Omett fell in love with Naiomi, Nanabijou's daughter. Naiomi liked Omett and encouraged him to display his strength. One day Omett was moving a mountain when a peak broke off, struck Naiomi and killed her. Greatly frightened of the wrath of Nanabijou, Omett hid Naiomi's body in a shallow lake and covered it with a rock shield.

 Searching for Naiomi, Nanabijou was striding over the great shield when he felt vibrations from under the rocks. Reaching into the sky, he grasped a thunderbolt and drove it into the rocks, splitting them open. In the wide canyon he discovered his daughter's body.

 Nanabijou buried Naiomi in the bottom of the canyon. From her grave grew the rare and beautiful flowers found only there.

 To punish Omett, Nanabijou turned him to stone and placed him on the canyon wall to watch over the grave for all eternity.”

[Lana] John has been wanting to take me to this place since shortly after we met. Although it was on our plans to peruse Ouimet Canyon, construction prohibited the normal route into the park. Being in a small car not designed for the rigors of off-road travel, Kim advised us not to use the alternate route that had been laid out for visitors to follow as a detour.

Photos of Ouimet Canyon courtesy of https://www.northernontario.travel/thunder-bay/legend-of-ouimet-canyon-and-welcome-islands

Pie Island – Wife of Nanabijou, as quoted directly from Northern Ontario Travel

“For those who are able to travel the waters of Lake Superior by boat, there is a unique phenomenon at Pie Island, just off the shores of the city of Thunder Bay.

As the boat passes Pie Island, heading towards the Sleeping Giant a glance to the west will offer a brief glimpse of Nanabijou’s wife. Her face only appears for a moment, so don’t blink or you will miss her before she vanishes and goes back into hiding.

The legend of Nanabijou's Wife goes like this…

Greatly resenting the influx of the white man upon the territories of his people, Nanabijou, the Native Spirit of the Deep Sea Water, sought to frighten them away. Taking his giant Thunder Bird with him, he swept up and down the shores of the Great Lake causing havoc with his terrible thunderstorms wherever the white man's camps appeared.

As the number of these camps grew, Nanabijou spent more and more time away from his temple on the mountain, and soon his good wife became tired of not having her husband with her. To pass the many long days away, she would take her bow and arrows and hunt, for she was known to be a great huntress.

While his wife was away on one of these hunting trips, Nanabijou returned, tired and hungry. He found his home cold and his table empty.

Already filled with anger at the white man, the Great Spirit flew into a terrible fit of temper and went in search of his wife. Finding her at last, he raged at her for her neglect of him. When his wife angrily upbraided him for leaving her, he raised his great hands and struck her down.

When his anger had subsided, he was filled with grief and went out to try and find his wife, but Manitou, the greatest of all Native Gods had turned her to stone and placed her upon Pie Island so that Nanabijou would not harm her again.

There she can be seen peeping out at everyone that approaches hoping it is her beloved husband.

Some day if Nanabijou should come again and the Manitou forgives him, legend say she will disappear and if she does, she will never leave his side again.”

[Lana] We had not heard the legend about Pie Island and therefore had not even considered taking a boat out onto Lake Superior. Perhaps an adventure for another visit.

Photo by John Hamill

Welcome Islands – The Three Sisters, as quoted directly from Northern Ontario Travel

“The Welcome Islands have long provided refuge for mariners trying to withstand the incredible force of the waves on Lake Superior.

Located just off the shores of Thunder Bay, this trio of islands have their own indigenous legend…

Many years ago, there lived a great Ojibway Chieftain, loved and respected by his people for his kindness and love of children. Besides two fine sons, the Chief had four daughters.

The three older girls were cruel and haughty, but the fourth and youngest was tender and of a dreaming nature. She loved to roam the forest and talk to the birds and little animals and would sometimes tell her family of strange conversations she had with the spirits of the forest. Her sisters would deride her but her father, understanding her better, loved her all the more for her kind simplicity.

One day, when the young maiden was out for a walk in the woods, she heard a great and kindly voice call her name. Not seeing any person she realized that it must be a spirit. Sitting down upon a fallen tree, she listened intently to the voice. It was the great Nanabijou!

He told her how much he loved her gentleness and that he had chosen her to be the bride of his son, North Star. Instructing her to come to this place in the forest on a certain day, Nanabijou departed, leaving the young girl very happy.

That evening when all of her family were sitting around the campfire, the young daughter told them of her meeting with Nanabijou. The three elder sisters laughed mockingly at her and told her to drink herb medicine because she might be sick in the head. At this, the chief grew very angry and taking a long strip of deerhide, gave them a sound thrashing.

The older girls, now full of hate for the sister that had been the cause of their punishment, planned to kill her. Remembering the day and place Nanabijou told their sister to meet him again in the woods, they followed her and hid in the low bushes, each armed with a bow and arrow.

Soon North Star came to the spot and the young girl gently embraced him for she had fallen in love with him at first sight.

North Star however, was a spirit and the elder sisters could not see him. Thinking their sister alone they drew their bow strings and shot their arrows right through the young maiden's heart. The arrows had pierced both North Star and the young girl, but instead of falling to the earth, she was borne gently upwards by her lover, to the sky.

The three sisters became very frightened and ran swiftly towards their camp.

Nanabijou, furious at what had happened to the young girl came down in the midst of a terrible storm, and catching them up as they ran, turned them into stone and cast them into the water of Thunder Bay.”

[Lana] Again, another legend that we had not known before our trip. If we do decide to take a boat out for Pie Island next time, we will surely not miss out on the Three Sisters while we are on the water.

Photo courtesy of http://www.thunderbay.ca/