F 1 D 0 -- 02 01 08 at 01 40 The Persian Man. He's not a man. He's a bakery. Well, not really a bakery either, as I don't consider donuts baked. Persians are a Thunder Bay anomaly. They're donuts to be sure. Kinda big ones, like honey buns. Like a donut and a half. They are plain. They are oval. So what is their appeal? They're iced with chocolate, strawberry or some other kind of icing. Real icing, not just donut goo icing. Does that sound like appeal? Maybe not. They are fresh. That helps. In fact, if you tell the place that you are getting them for take-out, then they sell them entirely plain. No icing at all. Except in a container which you can administer in the comfort of your own home. Like a fresh donut, they eat okay enough. I doubt I'll get any more of them, but I had to try them, as long as I'm here in Thunder Bay. I did see Mount McKay. That is a Must See here. That is special enough, in that you can get up this mountain without a lot of effort. As you may or may not know, I find the idea of a difficult hike with nature something to be avoided. On the other hand, a lot of nature can be made pleasant by adding trails. This makes it into a Walk in the Park. I've been using that phrase as a synonym for easy, and perhaps it is apt. I like taking a walk in the park! As you drive up the mountain road, you can feel changes in the climate. Roads in Thunder Bay are all clear this year. As you climb this mountain, you see snow again. The road becomes icy too. Once on top, there are signs of life. There is a wooden lookout, where you can see all of Port Arthur Fort William West Fort all around you, lit by sunshine, or not, as the clouds see fit. Kakabeka Falls is another Must See. The day we went it was seriously cold. In spite of that, there was water running. Oh, just a little falls, and a little water, but when you consider the temperature a balmy -18C, having any running water is a good thing. And this place is yet another walk in the park. Our dear Harris Government has taken away much of the funding that these places require to survive, so here, in the middle of nowhere, is a parking permit vending machine. I should have taken a picture of it. The symbol has nothing to do with parking. The sign is just a yellow background with a red dollar sign. Isn't that special? The digital camera I use is a bit slow on the draw. It is the HP315, and works well. But it won't take a picture on demand. I mean it! You see, while looking for interesting photo subjects, I saw a real bald eagle and a real raven, together. I thought the raven was being chased by the eagle for food, but it was the black bird dive bombing the eagle! Well, by the time the camera had a green light, the two birds were in the next county. I've never seen a bald eagle before, except courtesy of television and movies. I'm surprised I recognized it. I suppose I move from Must See's to the Should See's. Every place has Souvenirs of Choice. The souvenir of choice for this place is Amethyst. Now most places sell knick knacks made of Amethyst. You know, those gawd awful plaques with a bad saying, and a picture, or some craft art? Well a lot of Amethyst is arranged for things like that too. Stones cut and arranged into a figurine. Charming. We found a laundromat, and the sign outside said Amethyst Gift Centre. We go in, and see mostly laundry. There is a glassed in showcase, and it has stuff in it. There is a sign, "Cold pop, 75c". And another, "Ring bell for service." So we rang. I guess not many people buy Amethyst, as the family living here found it better to store bags of storage around the showcase (on their side). Not that I was a big spender. I found *exactly* what I wanted, and the price was amenable. Amethyst stones, uncut, were 1.00, 2.00, 3.00, and 4.00 according to size (they also had much larger stones, but I was interested in Low-End). Also, we found a basket where you could take 3 for a dollar. Bingo! I'll enjoy them for a while, then when I get back home, I'll try to give them to my mom. What do you get your parents? I have trouble finding interesting gifts for mine. She used to collect polished stones when we were young. I am now thinking that The Persian Man was a Should See not a Must See, but there!, I've had a Thunder Bay persian donut. This place has a popular donut chain. Tim Horton hails from Hamilton Ontario, where he was a hockey player who used his money to start a donut place. I was at the first Tim Horton's in Hamilton, when I was visiting there. But Thunder Bay has a popular donut chain, and it ISN'T Tim Horton's. Robins Donuts. This place is a Should See, and true to that, I will find a way to see it. I know it shouldn't be so difficult, but it rates low on my list of things to do. I went bicycling on Monday, and found some things that were out of the way. I found the Animal Shelter. It is near Central Avenue, in an industrial part of town. Have any of you seen Cider House Rules? I have. Do you remember the scene where a couple has come over to visit, in order to adopt? All of a sudden, all of the children want to look their level best, each making happy eye contact, wanting to be the one who is whisked away from the orphanage. Do you remember the look in the eyes of these children, on the movie? I saw that look again when I went to the shelter. I started in the Cat Room One. Each one stood up, and began baying sweetly. Each made eye contact with me, hoping I would be its saviour. I don't need a pet in my life right now, as all is topsy turvy. But I do love soft animals, and wanted to drop in. There were some Siamese which came so very very close to adoption by me. You heard me, I'm not. But you also heard me, I almost did it anyway. The cost of admission is about 117.00, which includes fees and vaccinations. It includes an entry into the monthly spaying lottery, which provides free neutering if you win. It also includes a rebate program, where you get 20.00 back after you show up with papers certifying you have gotten the job done. Don't mind me, I'm just thinking of their eyes. Even animals which are not as anthropomorphized got excited to see me. There were two bunnies in the cat areas. Even these came right over to the bars. I was permitted inside on the condition I would not attempt to touch the animals. This was a hard thing to do, but I complied by keeping my hands behind my back, trying to look contemplative. I moved into the Dog areas. The cats were in cages, albeit large ones. The dogs have cinderblock cells which are as secure as the building itself. The dogs were mostly as friendly as the cats. Mostly. Two were visibly nervous about my visit. Angry nervous. One was visibly nervious about my visit. Shaking nervous. The shaking one seemed to need a cuddle the very most. I saw a big hound. Its back was level with my sternum, and the top of its head met my nose. This was a big big dog. I'd not seen anything like this before. It barked at me a lot. "Snoops! Quiiiiieeett!" (woof woof!) "Snooooops?!..." Most of the dogs barked, but with a strange friendly bark. Some called me over, with a bark, others tried calling me back after I'd walked past them. Cider House Rules. "No sitting on the roof." (That's the best place!) I'll have to see the movie once again, I think. That's all I know.