MattiThundrrr
Kona Fan
Once upon a time when MattiThundrrr was just a little rumbler, maybe around age 6 or 7, we were driving through some pretty remote wilderness in the heart of Algonquin Park. Matti needed to relieve, so we stop to water some trees beside the road. Zipper down, equipment prepared, and I hear rustling in the bushes. Aww,, how sweet, a lil baby moose comes out of the bush a few meters to my left. Oh, more rustling to my right? Hmmmmm, is that Mom coming out of the bush a few meters on the opposite side? Suddenly, finding myself between Mom and calf, the need dried up, I said "good evening" to the young family, and sloooowly made my way back to the car.