May 21, 2015
Today was a perfect day for a walk on the Bruce Trail. Micheline, Francoise and I completed the Beaver Valley section that we began in October. We started in Collingwood and headed west. Most of our twenty-eight kilometres were through maple woods carpeted with white trilliums fading to pink. The trilliums won the day in spite of other spring plants vying for our attention: violets, blue, white and yellow, Solomon’s Seal about to bloom, fiddleheads well on their way to being ferns, yellow marsh marigolds, blue forget-me-nots, tall spires of delicate white bells that I did not recognize. Poison ivy was also shooting up and I stayed well clear of that. It looks like a bumper crop for apples; the trees are covered in blooms. The orchards of the Beaver Valley are very showy. The lilacs smelled heavenly.
It was very different walking this trail compared to the Camino. There were some beautiful panoramas of Georgian Bay from the top of ski hills and some hilly fields as seen from the forest, but for the most part we walked a narrow woodland path. The forest was sometimes dense, other times more open, but nearly always we walked in shade except when we walked the border of a hay field or old orchard. In Spain we could nearly always see panoramas in any direction. There were not nearly as many forested sections.
There was not one cafe en route! We did, however, find a picnic spot in the grass on the edge of the trail with apple blossoms bowing to us and a long view of fields.
We made two rest stops, besides lunch, to soak our feet in ice- cold streams. We held our feet in the water as long as we could, then with our new feet shoed, we walked on refreshed.
There seemed to be an excessive number of stiles to climb. A couple of them we were able to walk around. We had to be careful of ones that went over an electric fence. Some of the trail needs either more volunteers or more white paint or both to ensure a sufficient number of trail markers. On the other hand, one part of the trail was really well marked and had benches for our sitting and viewing pleasure.
I think we saw a total of five people on the trail, one of whom had a very big, quiet dog. We are so very fortunate to have such a wonderful walking trail.