After a few days in hot southern Ontario, riding through Hardwood Hills' Trails near Barrie, we drove almost four hours north to Killarney Provincial Park only to see snow outside the tent on day two (minus 6 with windchill!). We spent the day playing pool inside the deserted and eerie Killarney Bay Inn, which felt like the inn from The Shining. Population 500, this was the only place open in Killarney, besides the general store. Tourism season starts May 24 weekend.
But, it was already summer in my heart. After a jog around the park, I ran into the water, then I ran out of the water. Earth shattering cold.
After a few all natural hot dogs over the fire, I grabbed my Art Kit from the park office (the Friends of Killarney loan out watercolours, paper--all the tools for a Group of Seven wanna-be). In many ways, the park wouldn't exist if it wasn't for their efforts.
Okay, after much debate, actually I made the decision in one night, I am heading to Porto, Portugal June 9 for three weeks then heading to Morocco for two weeks. Porto is one of Europe's...