Large Fierce Mammal

Saddling up at Jake's Landing. Who knew there were so many Canadians? (Thompson photo)

The incredible Mrs. LFM strapping on a Paddle Dog. (Thompson photo)

Robbie! Ready for the bush! (Thompson photo)

The expedition commences! (Thompson photo)

A stern paddler, but also a boy and his dog. (Mrs. LFM photo)

Peter "Bear Bait" Thompson, paddling his own canoe. (Mrs. LFM photo)

Can ya SPOT him? (Mrs. LFM photo)

"Bear Bait" Thompson in all his jocular glory; sort of our version of the Laughing Buddha. People often ask us, "Where do you get a Thompson like that?" We always reply, "Oh my dear, we don't GET our Thompson, we HAVE our Thompson." (Mrs. LFM photo)

As they say hereabouts, she got a bit breezy by times. This is my breezy face. Here I had grappled Bear Bait's canoe with the butt end of my paddle to keep station while he took a rest break. (Mrs. LFM photo)

Canadian Gothic. If you can tear your eyes away from all the oh so mesmerizing eye candy in the background, note the Jerry Fisk Bowie knife in the shoulder harness. I just built that leather a few weeks ago. SOME comfy! (Thompson photo)

We landed on a beach on Peale Island, opposite Peter Point (no relation to "Bear Bait"), to picnic and swim. Peter Point marks the end of a main hiking trail, so there are "washroom" facilities there that Mrs. LFM decided to avail herself of, swimming the 40 odd meters to get there. Robbie was concerned when she got out of sight that we'd have to go kick ass to rescue her. Here he's giving the people on the Peter Point beach the ACD stink eye. Fortunately, they were at a distance because, close up, the ACD stink eye will kill most mere mortals. (Thompson photo)

Mom's coming back! This was taken just before I turned him loose to meet her. (Thompson photo)

Thank DOG you're safe! (Thompson photo)

Don't worry, I'm here now, but I think you should know, those other bastards didn't seem to care if you lived or died! (Thompson photo)

Torpedo away! (Thompson photo)

Just before I moved forward to help him, Robbie mastered that rock. DO stand in AWE of the Australian Paddle Dog! (Thompson photo)

Are we having fun yet? I fucking THINK so! (Thompson photo)

Mrs. LFM is slightly out of sight because she's mounting me from behind. She does that sometimes. (Thompson photo)

And we're STILL having fun! (Thompson photo)

Marilyn Munroe once said, "If you can make a girl laugh, you can make her do anything." She was right. (Thompson photo)

I used to have this recurring dream about being taken captive and raped endlessly by a mermaid. Actually, I still have that dream ... but that's an article for another day. (Thompson photo)

A friend once said of us, "It's a pity you two don't get along." This is us, STILL not getting along. (Thompson photo)

Robbie did a break dancing routine after swimming that would have won him the "So You Think You Can Dance" competition, and in so doing accumulated his own weight in beach grit and assorted debris. If he were of the opposite sex, his nickname would now be "Gravel Gertie". (Thompson photo)

Every piece of gravel in this picture was damn proud to be stuck to such a dog of awesomeness. (Thompson photo)

Once we assured him it would be tastefully done, it wasn't hard to talk Robbie into doing a nude shot. (Thompson photo)

Mmmmmm .... I do love my mermaid served fresh from the water .... (Thompson photo)

Robbie always cries out for involvement when we get entangled with passion. (Thompson photo)

Note the reassuring hand. (Thompson photo)

End of voyage Robbie in the car on the way home. All the humans slept the same way last night. (Mrs. LFM photo)