You know, after a long winter, you go and hop on your bike, and something's just not quite right. You realize that maybe you forgot to oil the chain in the fall or something like that - it's all frozen up and you just can't ride it.
Really, Ontario is just like anywhere else. You know, you go to a party where there's a soymilk tasting by the farmer who grew the organic soybeans himself and then made soymilk from them. It's totally like Palo Alto here. Even the weather is... really... well... um, see above picture of bike.
Another view of gorgeous coastline, in the Bruce Peninsula National Park. Look at how clear the water is! You really just want to jump right in, because it honestly looks like the Caribbean all along the shore, except for the large shelves of sedimentary rock that make up the beaches. If you were to dip your toes in, though, a balmy five degree Celsius bath would await you. We went in for a little less than a minute, and then dressed quickly in the sunshine. The days we visited were sunny but only 12 or 13 degrees Celsius. (Oh, why does Chris torture me so with SI units of temperature? Why??? Okay, it's 54 to 56 degrees Fahrenheit).
Me and my companion for three days in the beautiful, quiet, and peaceful environment of the Bruce Peninsula. Emily and I had a lovely time!
Things besides these pictures - I'm learning to play guitar, learning how to make yogurt and cheese, practicing throwing more pottery on the wheel, planting a few trees, doing bike repairs, learning a bit about arborist work, planning a weekend bike tour, putting the "u" back in colour, and trying to keep myself out of trouble. What are you doing these days? Write and let me know...
Over, north, and out.
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