Annual pilgrimage to Ottawa for Christmas. Guaranteed snow. Guaranteed cold. Like face-freezing-off cold. This time combined with a trip to the National Gallery of Canada, which is definitely worth coming back to. I didn’t think I’d miss observing old masters as much as when confronted with a lovely selection in here. To say, I do miss the many options available in the Netherlands…
I apologize humbly for overloading you with silly photographs of trees, leaves, lakes and autumn colours, but I just can't help myself. This be the third post on Algonquin Park with at the end a little bit of Lake Huron, just because I can't get enough of it. But this will be it for now. So there you have it. More trees. Do enjoy.
Past October we went to a place that's been long on the list of go-to's: Algonquin Provincial Park. I've already posted some video clips from this endeavor, but now the first film has come back from the developer.
I have to say, this place is amazing and I want, need, to go back there. It's simply awesome. In it's size (one fifth the size of the Netherlands), it's colours in fall, it's wildlife (15 wolf packs and scores of bears, lynxes, moose, etc etc), lakes, more lakes and gorgeous cottages here and there. Not to mention some culinary surprises. And it's not that far away from Toronto, really. When I retire I could live there, easily and off the grid. With a boat.
We've been back many times since, but I do believe this was the first time I set foot aground in Collingwood. It can be quite the nice area, especially up in the Blue Mountains, and especially if you ski. Which I don't. I plan to live longer. This time Jen & Joe had to suffer our company. They survived.