Algonquin Provincial Park is the place to be no matter what time of year. Growing up in the Metropolitan area and having city-dweller parents, I'd never experienced the vastness and beauty of the more northern provincial areas. This was my first time...courtesy of my husband. The pictures below are my first glimpse of Algonquin Provincial Park. A must see for any Canadian living in Ontario...or anyone for that matter. We pulled over from the highway onto the first entrance that had the sign LOOK OUT and this is what I entered upon... Being a city dweller all my life, I've never experienced the sounds of the forests...not even when camping. I guess I haven't ventured far enough north. Our first night in Algonquin...wolves...all around us in the distance...howling, calling to each other. There were definitely two packs. My husband the hunter had experienced this many times. Me however, never. So I was in complete and utter awe. The howling went back and forth for about 10 minutes the first time and again later in the night for a while longer. I wonder if it was the full moon or just another night for the wolves. Day 2 and we are off to the "must see" Lookout Trail. A 2 kilometer trek up a mountain with a view of the landscape. En route to the lookout, there is much to see and learn about the evolution of the earth in this park region. From the "Lookout Trail" guide book, "The ice scoured and bulldozed the landscape and in the process, engulfed and carried off to the south literally millions of tons of sand, gravel and rocks. Occasionally, really big pieces of rock like the one before you were dislodged and carried along." The "pebble" was disgorged from the glacier when it melted back 11,000 years ago. The view from atop the lookout... During our drive, we were looking for spots to do some off-roading. Most routes were closed for the winter. We did however manage to find this road. A road that the GPS called a "highway". Maybe this was a highway 70 years ago, when people weren't navigating around in 3/4 ton trucks? Most of the spots were too narrow and rocky for a smaller vehicle to get through or for another to pass us. Toward the end of the day, we stumbled across a road that led to a lake. We pulled up our camping chairs, made a little fire and ended off the day well.