Blog for One

..spent up north, about an hour or so out of Montreal in Morin Heights, actually Wentworth-Nord, a neighboring municipality with beautiful countryside dotted with lakes of various sizes, some teeny, wee little lakelets really.

I spent the day canoeing on several lakes, some of which involved rather inventive portaging. (”Why no, officer, we weren’t trespassing, our canoe slipped off the truck.”)

Well armed with mega-deet (the blackflies are out in huge numbers) and a spiffy rental canoe, I headed out with my friend John to explore the lakes.

Mother Nature was in her full glory today, beautiful bright sun, a gentle breeze, and nobody else out on the water. The hours passed unnoticed.

I had forgotten how quiet it gets out in the country, the dull roar of the city was far behind, replaced by the sound of paddles gently slicing into into the wind-rippled lake.

I am starting to really enjoy paddling. Next time, I’ll try a kayak.