Dean and Hayls at Killarney Lightstation |
.....The unique fresh water scent that wafted over the lake, arriving at where I stood along the gorgeous network of lakes that make up this rich and wild park, the freshly frozen puddles dusted by falling snow and the Birch trees with flaking bark, crisp and sturdy like paper.
The red rocks we clambered on, the white cedar and white pine we stood beneath with the elongated cones nestled at the roots and the white fish we ate for dinner, all reminded me that I was far from the west coast.
Cams warm and cosy cedar kitchen |
During breakfast this morning, as we ate crepes with home-made maple syrup, Cam walked me through the harvesting and processing of maple sap. How fabulous, for the first time, knowing how maple syrup arrives at your table. It sounds labour intensive like any home-made preserving or harvesting from the forest and sea, yet at the same time rewarding knowing you have made it yourself from scratch, giving one an understanding of where your food and nutrients come from.
Today Cam showed us around the hibernating town of Killarney, as the wind driven snow penetrated the numerous layers we all wore. The Killarney lighthouse situated on an outcrop of smooth, ruby tainted rock indicated how complex these waterways are, not to be taken for granted.
As the wind nipped, Cam drove us to various sights of the township, including parts of the route systems used by the French Canadian voyagers. They journeyed through the vast river and lake systems of Ontario, using them as highways in their canoes during the Fur Trade industry.
Anyone home? - Maple syrup shack |
Hayley posting this blog (or was I?) |
Thanks Cam, you have been an amazing host and friend, it was lovely to meet you and stay in your warm and cosy home. We thoroughly enjoyed our visit, your lovely dog and share fabulous chats over yummy food. We hope to see you again soon!
Yay, Cam the man |
Onwards and southwards, D and H
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