Thursday, May 4, 2017

Yurting on the Bruce Peninsula

Hi Everyone:




The miracle of Georgian Bay cliffs.


To celebrate Canada's 150 years, we booked a yurt in Bruce Peninsula National Park and so lucky we weren't in a tent. Yesterday was gorgeous though. Georgian Bay's turquoise waters and scraggy limestone paths and cliffs are visual gifts.



The Bruce Trail leading to the Peninsula's famous grotto.
I think this most northern part of the Bruce Trail is the most beautiful.
But, I was guarding against another ankle roll on the knobbly rock.



Forty girls and boys from Camp Celtic in Lion's Head gradually scrambling 
down the scraggy cliffs to the grotto's north side.


They are like monkeys and must have signed a waiver!


Having emerged from the grotto's north side.


After the grotto a dip into the Bay.




Not daunted with an outdoor temp of 8 degrees, those girls in their bikinis are ready to jump into Georgian Bay. The boys were observers. For me it was a four layer day.


Waters of Georgian Bay.


Water tumbling from Cypress to Horse Lake.


On the shore a 50 cm. iron ring for tying up ships.


Looking down five stories from the top of the visitor centre parking lot.
 I couldn't have done this in my pre flying days.


A Mercedes van in the visitor centre parking lot that came all the way
by ship from Germany to explore North America.


After having toured through Europe and Australia.



Our yurt's view through the back door. Not shabby. Sleeps five and lots of room to hang out. Indoor temp without fire in the stove was 10 C., with heat a toasty 22C.


On the right a Murphy bed and to the right of the front door a small station with treated concrete top that we used for cooking during two days of rain. The deck outside has a roofed in cooking station with concrete top, barbecue and more tables and chairs.


Bob and I had a lot of time to think, read and hike while away. As we meet people here and in other countries, I realize more and more that we are all moving through life in similar ways, finding success, moving towards our goals, doing mundane chores, lamenting that things might not be going the way we'd like or wishing for more. Sometimes we might think the other guy has it better. And we might also not think of the billions of people
 for whom having the luxury of peace, health and financial stability 
to explore our amazing world is a wishful dream. 


I'm looking forward to touching bases with you again during my next adventure. 
Until then, chao.