May 11, 2015
Cobble Beach ( pop: 37)
Niagara to Cobble Beach via Toronto
9:15 AM to 4 PM
6 hrs and 45 min for 338 km
It is always a pleasure to visit new places and experience another culture. It is equally wonderful to come home again. I remarked today that Brian did very well negotiating traffic on the QEW and in Toronto after very little driving in the last forty-four days.
We left home on March 28th when all was deep in snow and the low temperature was -13C and the maximum was -4C. Today when we stopped for groceries at Zehrs on the east side of Owen Sound it was 26C. We were not a long time in the store but when we came out it was -16C. By the time we had driven ten minutes to downtown beside the sound, it was ten degrees Celsius, but we arrived home at Cobble Beach to 18C. Welcome to Ontario spring weather on the shore of Georgian Bay. The Bay itself was well hidden in fog.
We also experienced fog along the shore of Lake Ontario this morning. The skyscrapers in Toronto were exposing their tops above the fog. We went to Toronto to pick up,our cat, Kishu, who has been boarding with Brilynn since January. She did not greet Brian with, “Hi, Brian!”; so, he was disappointed. We were pleased that Kishu did not meow loudly all the way home. Once on the 403, she cut the volume and meowed less frequently.
Coming home also involved delicious coffee and a visit with Rachel and Andrew in St. Catharines. It was great to bookend our trip with a visit with Eliane at the beginning and a visit with Rachel at the end. We have known one another since our Africa days, more than forty years ago. One of these years we are all going to get together in the same place.
We made a stop in Oakville at Fogh Marine where Brian bought a jib kit for the Hobie Cat. Watch out, sailors, Brian only needs a job sail now to fly faster around Georgian Bay.
We arrived home to plenty of spring flowers blooming. The daffodils are fading but the tulips have taken over. The magnolias and rhododendrons are still blooming. Will took good care of our indoor plants. The violets are radiant, the agapanthus is still abloom, a new hibiscus is showing large pink flowers. The purple shamrock has come alive again.
On Saturday Margaret and I walked three and a quarter hours with her Niagara Bruce Trail Club on sections of trail around St. Catharines. Her friends gave her a hero’s welcome. The 32C temperature was a bit much for me; I was feeling faint by the end of our walk. A change for me though was that none of the hills felt like hills; they were certainly not as steep or as long as any in Spain. Bonus: my blisters did not reactivate!
We think we might be over our jet lag but our own bed looks especially appealing. We think we will probably hear the spring peepers. We hope Kishu will not be yowling in the night!