
What does a threatening Massasauga rattlesnake, a wacking beaver, and a piping red squirrel have in common? They were part of our memorable adventure in Ontario's parks over the last ten days at
Killarney Provincial Park, and
Bruce Peninsula National Park.My wife and I have come back with a hamper load of dirty laundry, a dull axe after splitting a cord of fire wood, and some wet gear after several over night torrential rains, but the experience was worth a little discomfort.
It occurred to me that parks and camping need to be given their moment in our modern era of competing suns. Here are the top ten perks of parks and camping:
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The silence: Most provincial and national parks are off the beaten path. Once you get there the din of traffic, the omnipresent artificial lights, and the presence of nearby stores are a physically distant memory. Walking the trails to some memorable natural wonders seems methodical at first but after several days the silence provides a fountain of rejuvenation.
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The night: The trek into the parks are well worth the hour long side route on bumpy paths. Once we got to our camp site most campers are there to enjoy the rugged outdoor adventure. By eleven they are seeing their fires turn to ashes and feeling their thoughts turn to star dust with the thought of a cozy night in a sleeping bag.
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The waters: Most parks have a water feature and it's not a chlorinated pool with a giant slide. We swam in breathtakingly clean waters. George Lake, Georgian Bay and the northern part of Lake Huron were bracingly cold and clear but most rejuvenating.
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The trees: Similarly, parks boast a protected area of native trees and shrubs. We saw some virgin growth Jack Pine, steadfast in their persistance in harsh conditions, stately oaks, and maples. We could only imagine the brilliant colours that would begin in a few weeks. Also we marvelled at how moss and lichen, and tiny evergreens take hold on barren rock. We are convinced that if nature were left alone without human interference, it would get along quite well thank you and green the earth.
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The animals: We were warned about the bears and fortunately didn't see any. But we did see a rattlesnake as it slithered away from a nearby path, a timorous red fox, curious red squirrels and chipmunks, and a confident beaver who wacked his tail when he swam past our kayak.
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The park: Campers enjoy coming to a park to celebrate its wonders. Small or large there are some natural wonders to behold. For us it was seeing some beautiful
Sandhill cranes, viewing the natural rock formations, and being cooled by the canopy of mature trees along extensive hiking paths on a hot summer day.
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The trails and paths: Most campers have an idea of what they want to experience. Our memorable experiences include a hike into remote A.Y. Jackson lake, kayaking into protective coves with lily pads, and swimming in a gigantic grotto of one hundred foot Precambrian cliffs.
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The food and evening: Minus the electricity and omnipresent media diversions (including blogging) we enjoyed grilling our food, enjoying the fires, and playing Scrabble in our screened dining tent with Coleman lantern before heading to our trailer for a peaceful night.
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The adventure: Camping and parks involve experiencing a connection with an earlier world where people felt an affinity to nature and its beauty and challenges. And, yet, we have comfortable vehicles to take us there and well designed outdoor conveniences to enhance our stay. We 'play' at our adventures.
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The serendipity: And, if one is lucky, there are some experiences which one never expects. For us, it was enjoying 'the first week of real summer' as the locals said. After a rainy cool season, the weather cleared and provided ideal temperatures to enjoy this northern setting.
It was also a place for Judy and me to celebrate our 35th wedding anniversary, another natural wonder, with gains in growth rings and strengthened perspectives.
(The photo above is a picture of us atop 'the crack' mountain climb, a truly exhilerating experience in which the climax is squeezing through gigantic cliff rock faces at Killarney.)