We went on a trip to the Bruce Penin­su­la over the Labour Day long week­end. I would love to show you the hun­dreds of pic­tures I took but that might be a bit bor­ing… so I brought back for you high­lights of the trip, which deserves a haiku (or three :D)!

 

Sun­ny, mossy trails

 

with mush­rooms along the way

 

and tales of stone caves.

 

Wise words to ponder

 

as the creek led us to find

 

where the water falls.

 

Water clear as glass

 

beneath it, the past stood still

as the riv­er flows.

 

 

 

 :D

I like writ­ing haiku’s, even though I’m not very good at it. It’s like peo­ple break­ing into songs when they’re excit­ed. I break into haiku’s!

And I real­ly want­ed to bring back for you the sound of the creek, which we fol­lowed to find Indi­an Falls. Felt like I could sit on a rock in the mid­dle of the creek and lis­tened to it for hours and not be tired of it. 

If you mouse over the pho­tos and click on the hyper­linked words you can read more about the places where the pho­tos were taken.

It was over­all a real­ly cool trip! I did­n’t expect to hike the Bruce Trail (I’m not a very active per­son), but I end­ed up doing a bit of that while get­ting to the caves. 

I would love to vis­it again, maybe in a year or so, because we did­n’t have time to vis­it the Grot­to and the Flow­er­pot Island, which has a small muse­um, light sta­tion, and more caves!

Have a great week­end, every­one! :D