What a perfect day to begin our hiking for 2017. Absolutely glorious weather to accompany our happy hiker smiles as we once again hit the trail towards our goal of finishing the 885 km Bruce Trail from Niagara to Tobermory.
We were accompanied this time by Valerie's friend Nancy who is a fellow clarinet player in the Oakville Wind Orchestra. (If you haven't been to one of their concerts you should !). She was a great addition to our hiking trio.
Our hike took us through quite a range of landscapes from the leaf covered ground of dense old hardwood forests, through open meadows, alongside the Pine River, and over some rocky outcrops and caves which are the spine of the escarpment.
Being back on our hikes is a wonderful feeling, grounding and connecting us mother nature and the planet earth we live on. I am so glad that we are on this physically challenging, mentally soothing and spiritually uplifting adventure together!
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| Back on the trail ! |
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| Sun through the trees |
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| Gorgeous views |
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| Karen with a background of hardwood forest |
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| Valerie and Nancy - happy hikers |
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| Blue Eyed Grass |
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| Blue skies |
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| As usual I am the last in line ! |
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| Rocky outcrops |
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| Exploring the (bear) caves |
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| Coyote poop? Looks like deer fur in there. |
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| The old Christ Church and Pioneer Cemetery |
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| Mourning Cloak |
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| Pine River |
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| A sea of trees |
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| Up up we go |
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| Pine River |
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| Pine river fishing pond |
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| Four Happy Hikers |
Your Rocky Spine
I was lost in the lakes
And the shapes that your body makes
That your body makes
That your body makes, that your body makes
And the mountains said I will find you here
They whispered the snow and the leaves in my ear
I traced my finger along your trails
And your body was the map, I was lost in it
Falling over your rocky spine
The glaciers made you and now you're mine
Falling over your rocky spine
The glaciers made you and now you're mine
I was moving across your frozen veneer
The sky was dark but you were clear
Could you feel my footsteps?
And would you shatter, would you shatter? Would you?
With your soft fingers between my claws
Like purity against resolve
I could tell then there we were formed from the clay
And came from the rocks for the earth to display
They told me to be careful up there
Where the wind rose up there, in this rage through your hair
They told me to be careful up there
Where the wind rages through your hair
~ Great Lake Swimmers
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