After a rainy Tuesday, today was warm and windy, with a high of 72 F. Lovely day for exploring. We headed out to the Decew House Heritage Park to walk a section of the renowned Bruce Trail. The full Bruce Trail is over 550 miles long, and there are another 250 miles of associated side trails. It runs through Southern Ontario from the Niagara River to the tip of Tobermory, Ontario.
We followed the well-signed trail that ran along Lake Moodie. While we didn’t photo them, this portion of the trail was being used by a fair number of others while we were there.
A Welcome to the First Nations Peace Monument at the entrance to the parkFirst views of Lake MoodieBob and Jack on the leaf-strewn trailLooking across Lake Moodie toward Brock University The trail follows an embankment around the lakeLooking across the embankment A bridgePretty flora near the waterWater time!
On the walk back to the park, we noticed this, the importance of which was explained later.
The Bruce Trail, which has a different marker, runs concurrently with the Laura Secord Trail
As mentioned earlier, the park is named the DeCew House Heritage Park. This structure below is the source for the name and sits at the park entrance. It is the remains of the home of Captain John DeCou (later DeCew). The home served as the headquarters of the British outpost during the War of 1812. The troops were alerted in June 1815 to the American advance by Laura Secord (see above). So, a little history with our walk today.
After our stop at the DeCew Park, we continued down DeCew Road for a short stop at the Mel Swart Lake Gibson Conservation Park. This is a cute little park, with a short circular walking trail as well as a boardwalk that juts out into Lake Gibson. Mel Swart raised his family in Thorold, the community where the park is located, was a nature lover, and served 21 years in municipal politics.
In our continuing quest to see various parts of the impressive 25 mile Welland Canal Trail, Bob, Jack, and I ventured to the town of Welland today for another lovely walkabout. The temps have cooled considerably. It was a brisk 38 degrees F this morning when we got up, so the walk both looked and felt like fall.
The canal seems to split and then come together in a number of areas. We walked on a section of the trail on Merritt Island in Welland, with the canal on both sides. The city of Welland has a population of about 55,000.
Canoe art by the restrooms in the parking lot where we started the walkIn 2017, in commemoration of the 150th anniversary of Canada, the city of Welland planted 150 trees, many of which were given in memory of one or more people.More fall-colored trees, looking towards one side of the island Looking towards the other sideA high school rowing group reminded us of our current homeowner, a member of the Canadian rowing team at the 1968 Mexico City Olympics.Tree art along the trailThe nicely paved trailDistance markersLooking down the canal towards the drawbridge in townThe leaf-filled canal by the shoreLooking across towards another trailheadDriving off the island towards the drawbridge
While we were in Welland, we decided to check out another local park, Chippawa Park. It is at the end of a lovely residential street. It was a great park with gardens, memorials, and a pretty pond.
The flower gardenThis memorial overlooks the garden and is given in memory of Allan Leon, Founder of Leon’s Furniture.View one of a war memorial View 2The picturesque pond
Another lovely excursion, and Jack’s nose appreciated the abundant scents.
To say that we have landed in a wine region would be quite an understatement. Our Wine Country Ontario brochure states that “Located between 41 and 44 degrees North, Ontario is situated in the heart of the world’s finest wine zone.” That same brochure then goes on to list the 150 wineries in the 4 appellations in Ontario. Just in the Niagara Escarpment Area that includes St. Catharines, there are 56 wineries, and there’s another 37 in the Niagara-on-the-Lake Area, which is just down the road from here. Crazy!
So today, we thought we’d spend a couple of hours this afternoon just checking out a few of the wineries near us, ending with having a glass at one of them. We met some nice people along the way and got some great photos. Jack went along for the ride and had some short walkabouts.
Jack ready for a ride
Our first stop was the very close 13th Street Winery, which also has a bakery/gift shop and art gallery as well as outdoor sculptures. We remembered the shop from last time, so had to check that out again to find a little locally made gift for our next homeowner.
The fall decorated signSome of the grounds and artThe bakery and storeThe winery and patio
The next winery was Flat Rock Cellars. This winery opened in 2005 and has a great view of the surrounding area.
The sign at the entranceWalking into the tasting roomThe vineyards and “floating “ tasting roomInside the tasting room
After our photo visit to Flat Rock, we headed to Sue-Ann Staff Estate Winery, located on a 200-year old estate that previously had just supplied their grapes to other wineries.
Lots of metal Ss around the estateLooks like a wine-themed photo opThe tasting room is in the farmhouse
We stopped at one more winery as a research/photo project. That was Calamus Estate Winery. They were hosting a wedding in their barn, but their tasting room was open, so we scoped out the wines to be sold and chatted with the nice host. The winery overlooks the Ball’s Falls Conservation Area, so a couple of their wines have the name Ball’s Falls.
A sign in the vineyardThe tasting room
Finally, we decided that we’d have a glass of wine at our last stop, which was Domaine Queylus. This winery focuses on a select number of grapes — mostly Pinot noir, Chardonnay, Cabernet franc, and merlot. We tried a glass of the Cabernet franc and cab franc blend with merlot. The host was very nice and gave us a number of recommendations for other wineries and restaurants to try.
Domaine QueylusThe tasting roomThe view from the tasting room
Yesterday, our outing with Jack was basically a review for us of some of the local smaller groceries in the area. Jack just rode along and got his usual neighborhood walk on our return.
Jack letting us know that we were late for our excursion
Our first stop was Antipastos, an amazing small specialty shop selling mostly Italian pastas, ingredients, desserts, and ready meals. They also have a deli for pizza slices, salads, and sandwiches. It’s a great place for a perusal and some treat items. We picked up anchovy stuffed olives (a favorite of ours from our visits to Spain), pizza dough (for Bob to concoct a homemade pizza), a pizza slice for Bob for lunch, and some lemon tarts.
Then, we were off to Farm Boy (always reminds Bob of his bro-in-law who was literally a farm boy), a grocery store that we like for their ready made salads, fresh salad bar, and bread/bakery items. We picked up a couple of salad bowls for dinner.
Finally, we stopped at Harvest Barn, a large farm-stand-appearing, market. They also have a small salad bar area and some bakery items, and I think we had purchased some produce there on our last visit. We didn’t get anything on this trip except a small case of the giggles when we saw this item.
Today, we attempted an outing to the Riverbrink Art Museum, which is located in the former country home of Samuel E. weir, a lawyer. While their winter hours are posted as Wednesday through Saturday from 10 to 5, they were closed today in preparation for an event. Some nice woman working in the garden told us, as this wasn’t noted out front or on their website.
However, we did get a walk in with Jack along part of the Great Lakes Waterfront Trail that runs through the lovely Queenston neighborhood and along the Niagara River Parkway.
The Riverbrink Art Museum that we will try to visit another day.Looking up the trail as we walked away from the museum Jack in the gorgeous leaves The houses and lawns along the walk were impressive Signs for tourist sites in the areaA war memorial across from the museum
A bit cooler temps today, perhaps fall weather has arrived.
In looking at the tourist info and maps that our homeowners have as well as other info that we have picked up, we realized that we hadn’t yet visited Port Colborne, a small city of about 20,000 at the southern end of the Welland Canal. We decided to check out a park and trail along the canal as well as a beach in Port Colborne today.
This was a longer outing, about a 30 minute drive from the house to the Lock 8 Gateway Park in Port Colborne. The trail, at least the part we walked, wasn’t that long but it did have some points of interest.
Loved this! It’s one of a number of exhibits around Canada that highlight an excerpt of a book at the very location in which the literary scene is set. A lighthouse style building in the parkJust so you remember where you are. Fun fact though, according to Wikipedia the community was originally named Gravelly Bay but was renamed for the Lt Governor of Upper Canada at the time of the opening of the Welland Canal in 1833.The trail along the Welland Canal, heading towards the north part of the island, north of the park.An old mill and signage about Derek’s Point at the end of the island.Derek’s Point is named for Derek Zavitz, a native of Port Colborne who was lost at sea at the age of 18 off the coast of Australia.The tip of the island formed by two branches of the canal coming together. It is decorated to look like the prow of a ship.Coming back towards the parkHelpful signage about locksAn appropriate (though currently waterless) fountain in the parkLooking towards the lock from the fountainA somber reminder that building and replacing canals is no joke.
After we finished at the park, we decided to drive a few blocks south to visit one of the many beaches along Lake Erie. Nickel Beach was the closest, and lies along Gravelly Bay.
View of the bay on the way to the beach
As you can see, another beautiful day here. We have been spoiled, but cooler weather is coming.
73 degree Fahrenheit day near the end of October? Yes please, and I’ll gladly take more, although I fear it’s probably not the best thing for the planet. Bob and I took Jack the dog for a morning outing to keep him from feeling the hottest temps of the day. We took a short stroll around Port Dalhousie, which is east of us but before Niagara on the lake. It lies along the coast. We have visited before, but never at this time of year. Lovely to see the Lakeside Park area with its fall colors on.
The carousel, closed for the seasonJack finding a new smellFall at the beachThe park pavilion Looking across the harbor at the lighthouse Looking back across the beach at a waterside condo Some flower pots ready for Halloween
On the way back to the house, we stopped at a small community park along the Green Ribbon Trail. We had enjoyed this park last year without Jack, so forgot that the bridge in the park is not really dog friendly, so our trip today was brief but colorful.
First view after getting out of the carThe park area at the entrance to the trailThe tree-lined trailMore smells!The wetlands on one side of the bridge
We have had a leisurely but productive couple of days re-bonding with the charming Jack as well as getting caught up on laundry, making some future travel plans, picking up a few staples, and just enjoying our lovely borrowed home and the community.
First, Jack.
This is leisurely mode.This is “I’m up for either a meal or a treat” mode, as he is looking into the room where he’s fed while lying next to the counter with his treats.
Jack is a very good boy, who does like his food (don’t we all) but also enjoys his walks, and can cajole you (with a paw tap or several) into as long a petting session with him as you’re up for. It is hard to resist.
After some long days on the road, it was great to have some relaxed time with the homeowners before they left for some fun in Portugal and Spain, and we’ve been mostly in/out side the house yesterday and today except for some errands.
Today though, we also went to the St Catharines Museum and tourist center to scope out any additional travel info that might be of use for our visit and walk a bit of the Welland Canal Path that we remembered from our last visit. We lucked out and arrived as a long barge was going through the lock.
Jack out behind the museum, looking towards the lockOne view of the long barge going through the lockAnother viewAlways good to know where you are in the worldA ball hockey facility. This is a new thing for us.
I just looked up ball hockey on the web, and it says that it’s patterned after ice hockey, but no skates, no ice, and a ball is used instead of a puck. But otherwise, very related. . .
Looking back towards the museum and lock at the end of our short sniff-filled (for Jack) amble.
This has definitely been the best fall for us in a long time in terms of seeing the trees change color.
After a couple of days visit with my mom, Bob and I headed back into Canada, but with a stop in East Lansing, Michigan on the way. We had a bit of a tense drive around Chicago in heavy traffic and lots of rain, but clear skies in Michigan.
We spent the night at a Marriott Hotel but walked a couple of blocks to see the Graduate Hotel, a brand of hotel that we like to frequent or visit whenever we have a chance. There are 28 of these hotels worldwide (basically USA and UK) that are located in university cities and are themed correspondingly. East Lansing is home to Michigan State University. We have stayed at or visited six other Graduate Hotels, in Iowa City, Columbia, SC, Cambridge, UK, Nashville, TN, Indianapolis, and Minneapolis.
The East Lansing hotel did not disappoint. We especially liked the entrance and the views from the 10th floor bar.
MSU grad, Magic Johnson greets you as you enterThe pencil packed coffee bar in the lobbyOne end of the Graduate Rock Bar on the 10th floorViews of the neighborhood and the football stadium in the distanceAnother view from the Rock BarLooking across the bar. While MSU students and athletes are now the Spartans, they were the Aggies when the school was first founded as an agricultural school.
We spent Tuesday night in East Lansing and drove into Canada on Wednesday. We didn’t have any problems at the border crossing in Port Huron, MI, so Canada is stuck with us for the next five weeks.
Driving across the bridge. The one on the right is closed for renovations.
After crossing, we drove just a couple hours into London, Ontario, for the night. We had a room upgrade to use with our Marriott membership, so we used it at the Delta Hotel in London, and were given a suite that I would have been happy to move into. The hotel is also located in the old armory (armoury) building, so we enjoyed exploring the building before going to a Manager’s reception and then the free lounge offerings for Marriott members. Aren’t we just all that!
The kitchen, dining room, living room , and second bathroom of our suite.Looking down on the armory turrets from the lounge on the 20th floor.Views from the loungeDowntown London Steps inside the old turretsDoors and coach lamps in the lobby restaurant that were once the main entry to the armory The lobby bar above the restaurant Part of the memorabilia on display on the 2nd level of the hotel
We are currently at our next housesit having a lovely get together with homeowners/friends and their dear dog, Jack. We sat for them in the spring of 2022.
We’re back. . .on the blog and in the USA. We left Chemainus, British Columbia, on Tuesday and have driven approximately 1,900 miles over the past 4 days (not counting Tuesday as we didn’t do much driving) to arrive in Wisconsin Dells, Wisconsin (commonly referred to as The Dells).
Walking on board the ferry at the Victoria Harbor, surely one of the most attractive ferry harbors ever.From genteel Victoria to the kitschy amusement district of The Dells.
We have spent much of our drive on I-94 across the states of Washington, Idaho, Montana, North Dakota, and Minnesota before reaching Wisconsin. If you have to drive a great distance across the north US, we highly recommend this section of I-94 for its beautiful scenery and relatively low traffic. We have seen the beautiful green forests of Washington and Idaho, the different mountain ranges across Washington, Idaho, and Montana, the buttes and mesas of Montana and North Dakota, and then the prairies, rolling hills, and farmlands of North Dakota, Minnesota, and Wisconsin and lots of trees with their fall coats on.
That is a large fake cow a ways from the road. We also noticed that in North Dakota, the hay/grass in the road easement is baled.
In addition to admiring the scenery, there have been plenty of billboards and road signs to read, and we also have taken the opportunity to learn or re-educate ourselves on various matters through Googling the answers to various questions that arise, usually based on our surroundings. For example, I found myself wondering about whether I should be describing the changing scenery as changes in geological or geographical features. I initially resolved this by just saying topographical, but finally looked up the definitions of geology and geography to realize that usually I am referring to geographical changes.
We also learned, much to our surprise, that the US has more than one continental divide. Bob and I had both been taught (or at least both remembered) that The Continental Divide in the US was in the Rocky Mountains, and we had crossed it both by bike on our cross country ride as well as by car in prior travels. So we were very surprised to see a road sign in North Dakota that said “Continental Divide, elevation 1,452.” Say what? That immediately spurred a Google search to see if the normally staid North Dakotans were having some fun with the tourists. No indeedy, and we learned just how much we didn’t know about continental divides through an article at http://www.dmr.nd.gov, North Dakota’s Department of Mineral Resources.
We also had a couple of “cultural” memories on the road. Driving past a sign for Three Forks, Montana, reminded us of a Two Ronnie’s Four Candles skit that we have seen in the UK, and that we find highly amusing. Also, at the end of one long drive, Bob began reciting something about two dead boys getting up to fight. Turns out, it was a poem he learned as a kid, and after having read it, it seems like the one poem that he would remember. You’ll need to Google it, it’s “Two Dead Boys,” by Tyler Rager.
And that is a lot of nothing, but shows you the stat of our minds after this many days on the road. Tomorrow, we head to Janesville for a couple of days with my mom.