Tales from the Trail Part II: Bruce Revisited
In four short years, my sister Mary and I went from being the smallest children in the family hiking trip to being the only children in the family hiking trip . By 1978, my two older siblings had other things to do with their summers. These four years transformed us from foot-dragging children into teenagers that charged on ahead of their parents. This was probably the same year as that other famous reversal in our family…in which it was my eager parents dragging their sleepy teenagers out of bed on Christmas morning. We decided not to pick the trail up where we left off four years ago. We had found out how long it takes to get anywhere on foot, and it would have been impossible to leave the heavily populated regions of the trail. Instead, we started our hiking trip at the other end of the Bruce Trail . Driving up the Bruce Peninsula in a rented car, we parked in a municipal lot in Tobermory and set off. At this end of the trail, we enjoyed the ...