River Run

 Days like this should be seized, and stored for memories in the cold months. 

Brian, Carol, Sarah, David and Mike took advantage of a few free hours this morning to paddle down the Oxtongue River.   This is one of our guests' favourite canoe trips. We drop the canoes off at the Falls, and you simply follow the river down to Dwight Bay, then paddle along the shore to Thompson's Portage, and hey presto, it's only another mile of flat water to bring you home to our beach.

 You would think, because we had rain last week, that the river might be high. It is not. In fact it is so low that at the Falls you can see the timbers where the old boat building works used to be back in the Pioneer days.


There were very few motor boats on the river, Carol reports, which made for a gloriously quiet expedition -- although there were turtles, and a heron who waved hello to the passers by.


I'd also like to take a moment here to say thank you to Mrs. Copps, who owns this property (although we are told it has recently been sold) for letting us use this launch site over the years, and for all the work she and her late husband Phil put into the gardens and the care of the place.  These glorious flowers just made my day.