Birkenhead Lake Provincial Park.
"Fish!" she called into the distance,
With her hands cupped round her mouth,
"Fish, can you hear me calling..."
- Adapted from "The Magic Fish" (an old Dutch fairytale)
Over the September long weekend we traveled with friends to Birkenhead Lake Provincial Park for three nights/four days of outdoor goodness. There in the park the colour green dominated the day in the water of the lake and ebbed into night via the evergreen of our tree-ringed campsites. We enjoyed stories and walks with friends, campfire s'mores, refreshing lake swims and a beach leap-about (or two). Gracie had her first proper canoe ride, during which she summoned every fish in the lake to visit our boat - what fisherman worth his salt wouldn't want her along for the ride?!
A trip to Birkenhead is excellent nourishment for the psyche before the frenzied pace of September takes hold - I say we make it an annual event!
Fog rolling in - time to head home.