I slip Yankee cash down the chute & a Jimbo Picto is created on the nearest wall, explaining the situation in detail.  Also, I commit to memory the serial numbers on a couple of the bigger bills I put in the till to preserve my show of good faith.

In any case, paddling back to the car, driving to Atikokan & back, ain't gonna be in the plan.  Too bad they don't show their form on-line; I'd print off a copy of a blank, fill it out, & take it with me, just in case.  [Robin, if you're reading, please note this "continuous improvement" suggestion.]  Could be that I circle back at the end of the trip to see if any forms have appeared.

Then there's always Plan B.  I could treat it like a "free coffee" day at the plant.  Every once in awhile we used to dispense free coffee to the workers... it went over pretty big.  Anyway, could be I interpret the park's lack of preparedness as a show of their "generosity" (ie. free coffee day).

Something tells me I need to stick with Plan A.

Later,

Jimbo   8-)


P.S.  Then there's Plan C.  Show up in Quetico Park with an American potato.  Canadian Potato Police would be on me before I could butter it!  I could get THEM to contact Q authorities... assuming they e-mail Robin versus trying to get anyone to answer the phone.

I'll let you guys know how it turns out.