I’m standing on the tip of Canada. Last week we did a bike and walking trek in Point Pelee National Park located on a spit that sticks out into Lake Erie and is the southern most point in mainland Canada. Our morning started at the lovely cottage on Lake Erie owned by our niece Hannah and her husband Justin. Hannah made us a delicious breakfast of cinnamon waffles with fruit and whipped cream and bacon.We enjoyed our hot coffee on Hannah’s lakeside deck. Hannah’s parents Linda and John joined us for our morning adventure.
Hannah’s dog Roxie was certainly loving the morning air. Then it was time to get the tires pumped up and the bikes ready for our ride down to the point. We cycled as many kilometres as the bike path lasted, stopping to enjoy some natural wonders along the way. A spider spinning a webA bee collecting nectarWild turkeys crossing the roada colorful caterpillar on the pavementEventually we arrived at the walking path that would lead us to the beach and the actual southern tip of Canada.We parked our bikes and
fortified ourselves with the apples Hannah had brought along for a snackbefore setting off on our hike.We were just south of the 42nd parallel near the border between Canada and the United States at this particular spot. In most of the rest of Canada the border rests on the 49th parallel. We were now as far south as Rome and Barcelona and the northern part of California. After we reached the lakeshore Dave and Hannah stopped to look at Pelee Island an even more southern Canadian destination where Hannah was born and lived with her family till she was ten.
We’ve arrived! Other visitors told us there had been thousands of monarch butterflies roosting here the night before. The butterflies stop at Point Pelee on their migration south. They need to rest before beginning their journey crossing Lake Erie and then heading to Mexico. We would have had to arrive at sunrise however to see them before they left.Then we made the trek back to Hannah’s home. It seemed to be a little farther on the return journey.We loaded the bikes which Dave’s brother Paul and his wife Shirley had lent us, back into the truck which John and Linda had let us use. (We have a generous family)And headed to a nearby restaurant called Freddy’s for lunch.What a perfect fall morning we’d had in one of the most beautiful places in Canada.
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