Bondi Resort Blog

Come on into our Blog for a look at the wonderful world we've got to share! With over 240 hectares (600 acres) of wilderness woodlands surrounding the resort, just ten minutes from Algonquin Park, we feature over 400 metres (1200’) of waterfront and beach; boat rentals; summer hiking trails winding through fields and woods; 20 km. of groomed cross country ski trails and snowshoeing in winter; access to nearby snowmobile trails for sledders, and a toboggan hill for the young at heart.

Friday, March 20, 2015

Thank you for the years shared and light of your presence

It is with sadness that we report the loss of one of our dear Bondi family members.  Christian Jaekl has been a valued part of our summers for well over 30 years. We watched his children grow up (and up. And up -- well past the six foot mark)  And we have watched his grandchildren arrive.
His gracious nature, and fierce dry sense of humour will be greatly missed.  We have such lovely memories of him here with his family, in the paddleboat, walking our trails and lawns, at the beach with the children...   We will miss you Christian Jaekl, more than you might know.  We extend condolences to his wife Margaret, sons Chris, Brendan and Mark, to his beloved 'daughters' Mary and Yukiko, and of course to the grandchildren, Erika, Maria, Elizabeth and Matthew.
It has been a blessing to know this wonderful man, and a great honour to call him our friend.

Christian Jaekl (Adi), born December 8, 1939 in Mahrisch-Chrostau (formerly Austria, now Czech Republic), died March 19, 2015 in Ottawa. Beloved husband for 43 years of Margaret (Clark), loving father of Christian (Yukiko Iwasaki), and Brendan (Mary) of Ottawa, and Mark of Taipei. Doting grandpa of Erika, Elizabeth, Maria, and Matthew. Brother of Josef (Rosalie) of Collingwood, Johann (Herta) of Frankfurt, and Elfriede Sarafidis of Himberg, Austria. After receiving his doctorate in jurisprudence from the University of Vienna, Christian worked as a speechwriter in the Prime Minister’s office before coming to Ottawa in 1967 as Press Attaché (later Counsellor) at the Austrian Embassy. Originally scheduled to spend 6 months in Canada, he ended up staying for 13 years before returning to Vienna as Director of the Documentation Division of the Foreign Office. In 1982 he returned to Ottawa and spent many years as the Canadian political correspondent for the Neue Zűrcher Zeitung, as well as teaching Law at Carleton University and Political Science at the University of Ottawa. Friends are invited to visit at the Central Chapel of Hulse, Playfair & McGarry, 315 McLeod Street (at O’Connor) on Tuesday, March 24th from 6-8 p.m. A celebration of Christian’s life will be held in the Chapel on Wednesday, March 25th at 10:30 a.m., followed by a reception. If desired, donations may be made to the Parkinson’s Society or Breast Cancer Action.

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Tomorrow, Everest!

Taffy loves to climb.  Being up on top of things is one of her favourite things -- snowbanks are no exception!  

This week she found company in her mountaineering, when Lily, 3 and a bit, joined in!

Big dreams start with small steps.  And it's good to have a friend along, always.

Dinner is served in the Park

Who's coming to dinner, indeed!

The staff in Algonquin Park re-located a moose that had been killed on the road.  They took the carcass up near the Visitor Centre, where people had the opportunity to watch from the observation deck and see who benefits from the death of one of these huge creatures.  Wolves, yes.  And fox. Ravens. Eagles.  

The staff set up a webcamera to keep an eye on the site.  You can check in here, with the Live Cam, to see who has come to dine...

Slide into Spring

The warm weather causes the snow to start to shift from the metal roofs. It starts with often no warning -- there is a sudden roar, and an avalanche, and the snow comes tumbling down. 

We are keeping an eye on the garage snow-load, which is gradually working its way towards terra firma.  The big Rec Barn shed its snow with a roar on last Friday.  The garage is just hanging on.

Sometimes, the snow slides more gently.  Or in this instance, it gently slides to one side and languishes gently against the side of the shed... Either way, it's a sure sign that Spring is here!

Wonderful Whimsy and a Hint of History

The Chamber of Commerce recently hosted a Business at Lunch gathering at the Signal North Gallery, located in the old Train Station in Huntsville. 

Too many people don't know about this gem -- which makes perfect space of the old Station. 

It also houses a small museum -- where you can sometimes luck in and find Russ Nicholls working the old telegraph (incidentally, for all you who like to text, a telegraph will beat you hands down for speed and efficiency of messaging!)

 The current exhibit with artists Susan Bothelo, Catherine Luce and Patricia Astley is absolutely delightful, with a perfect mix of whimsy and function. I need more wall space... This is on until the end of the Month, so go check it out!

Go Fish

 Ice huts have to be off the lake by the end of this month, but in the meantime our ice fishermen are squeezing in any spare time they have to be out there on the lake.

John was rewarded with this beauty, taken off Norway Point, last week.  It weighed over 9 lb and measured over 23"!


Monday, March 9, 2015

Clean up on Aisle Four

On Feb. 28 we put up a post (with rather graphic photos) of a deer that had been killed by the wolf pack at the edge of our property. There is really no way to make a partially eaten deer look good.

It has been a week, and we're adding to that post, to show just how swiftly, and how completely, the wild ones clean up after themselves.

That deer fed not only the pack of wolves, but the local fox, a pair of bald eagles, untold numbers of ravens. This at a time when there isn't much to eat out there, with the land still locked down in snow and ice. At a time when the animals are as tired of the cold as we are, and even more tired of the struggle to find food.

So yes, we are sad for the deer, who didn't get to see Spring come this year.  But we have to be okay with it, because it is Nature's way, and the means by which the other animals survive.

Today, when we walked over to check up on the clean-up efforts, there was nothing left. Nothing. Seriously.   Just packed down snow, and some stain. Not even a single scrap of fur remains.  

Nothing went to waste.   We should be so lucky when we describe our own lifestyles.