Last week while in Mississauga Mike K. a colleague gave me a lens from a projector TV after I told him about my taking pictures through my microscope. I was demonstrating to Hannah how the lens works; I held the lens up and placed a sheet of paper an inch or so in front of it, and voila. Outside.. but upside down…
Also, I gave Tigger a good grooming, he is beginning to appear to enjoy it! until he gets too static..
Then he usually retreats to safe location.
Monday, Family Day, we went to French River with our snow shoes. We set off at about 9.30am, passing by Tim Horton’s for a coffee, upon arrival we found the car park to be well packed snow and the wash rooms to be in constant use by travelers using the 69.
We walked, minus our snow shoes, to the Welcome Center, which is closed this time of year. As we passed under the back of the building we came across this icicle, it must be eight or more feet long.
We continued onto the snow mobile bridge, the sun shining, the temperature low, the wind chill was bitter on the bridge but in the shelter of the trees it had been ok.
Reaching the far side, we quipped about how we’d never walked further than the sign because of the long grass, the bugs and the heat. The snow machine trail is signed as “Parry Sound, 194km” back the way we’d come. Having only managed about 60ft we heard the sound of two stroke engines, around the corner came a group of five snow mobiles, we stepped right of the groomed trail into the deep snow and they passed by with head nods and waves. We walked on down the trail, then passed off the groomed trail on to a snow machine trail through the bush, not been groomed the snow was much softer, to the point that Hannah put her foot right through the slightly compacted surface.
We strolled back to the car, meeting another three mobiles on the bridge.
The last picture of the above 5 is of the groomed trail, they use a tracked vehicle called a groomer!
We then went on our snow shoe expedition to the Recollet falls. We walked mainly on the snow shoe’d path made by many snow shoes before us, but occasionally we wandered off it to experience the fresh snow and see how deep the snow is, we found that the snow is about two feet deep if you’re not wearing snow shoes! For those who have never snowshoe’d, this is Hannah demonstrating:
We made it to within 200ft of the falls, there was a very steep slope (10ft high and graded between us and our destination) Hannah had been leading, so she went first, after only a couple of steps she was at the bottom, much faster than she’d expected and now in the seated position laughing so hard that standing up was simply not possible. I then got a couple of pictures, wishing I had been videoing it.
The falls are only large in volume of water:
It had taken us an hour and a half to reach this point, then only thirty minutes to get back!