Living north of the border, I’ve certainly had my share of crazy weathers:
- 25°C in October? Check.
- -30°C winter days? Check.
- Snow in April? We’ve experienced that.
- 38°C heat wave? Yup, been there done that!
As crazy as it gets, things take a turn for the better come September/early October. The air becomes crisp, rains grace our days, the boots come out, and best of all, the trees transform from their luscious-green selves to their spectacularly-colorful counterparts. Without a doubt, fall is my favourite season and there is no better place to enjoy it than right here in Ontario. With many hiking trails scattered throughout the province, one can easily pack up a lunch, bring those hiking boots, and go for a quick hiking jaunt in the weekend.
Year after year, people flock to Algonquin National Park for one reason: to see the beautiful display of leaves along the Highway 60 corridor. With many hiking trails ranging in difficulties and easily accessible from the highway, an increased chance of seeing a moose in the wild, and not to mention, views like the ones below, this National Park is definitely one of the best places to visit in the fall.
We were suppose to do just that 2 weekends ago. We had everything planned (right down to the sandwiches we’ll pack with us), but we woke up that Sunday morning to a dark grey sky and droplets of rain pelting down on us.
Man, I seem to be having great luck with the weather lately.
Unwilling to hike in the rain, we turned to plan B, conceived the night before just in case situation like this one arises. Instead of making the 3 hours drive to Algonquin and gambling with the weather gods (a wager I’d probably lose considering my track record as of late), we would just do a drive through the country side and stop whenever we see a pretty sight; essentially a mini road trip. It’s not as good as spending an afternoon at Algonquin, but it remains an infinitely better option than staying home on a Sunday.
We went east on the 401, took an exit at Newcastle, drove South and followed Lakeshore Rd. and Hwy. 2 all the way to Cobourg. Here is a recollection of that trip in pictures.
We passed by this mini road-side stall and decided to stop and check it out. The sign we saw took us by surprised:
Honor system – something I haven’t heard nor practiced these days. And so, that’s exactly what we did. Ella and I rummaged through the pile of squash, chose the ones we liked, and left our quarters as the sign told us to.
After passing through countless farmlands and tractor sheds like the one above, we finally reached Cobourg, a town that I know to be alive in the summer, but pretty much dead when we were there. There were only 2 restaurants open and one of them turned us away because we had no reservations. In the end, we settled in Oasis Bar and Grill and ate to our hearts’ content before making our way back into the city.
What’s your favourite fall activity? I’m sure Algonquin is not the only place to go, where else do you go hiking in Ontario? Spill the beans!