Over the last couple of years I have spent a lot of time at Claireville, especially in the winter months to capture the birds at the feeders. It’s not very often I head over there at other times of the year. Usually its because I’m out hiking the Bruce Trail rather than staying close to home. So, because of this I haven’t actually explored too much of the paths. Today I decided to check out one trail I’ve never been on in the hopes of finding some autumn colour.
The Old Forest Path
As you can see by the above photo, I found a lot of brown. I always find these particular paths to be on the creepy side and I’m always looking around expecting to see someone or something hiding in the distance. (I have apparently watched too many horror flicks.) The path did open up into some colour, as it usually does.
When I decided to turn and head back to the car I found myself a little turned around once I reached the creepy part of the trail. When hiking the trails I’m used to seeing trail markers of some sort – there are none of these in Claireville. So when all the trees look the same it can get easy to turn the wrong way – which I did today. Luckily it wasn’t too long before I found my way and was back on the path again.
Before I got back to the car I stopped at a small opening and found this busy little bee gathering the last of the pollen before the autumn ends. A great way to end the hike through the park.
I got up extra early this morning in the hopes of seeing an epic sunrise. Unfortunately that did not happen as I envisioned it. The clouds had gathered and it was looking pretty sketchy on whether it would rain on not.
Blue hour on Hope Bay
As the sun got higher in the sky it started to light up all the clouds with these beautiful colours which reflected off the bay. I thought to myself there was hope that the rain would not fall.
More of Hope Bay Sunrise
And so I was wrong. After the shoot I walked back to the campsite and packed up the car. I thought I would walk over to the camp office for a tea and snack. As I got over to their little patio the heavens parted and the deluge began. Luckily it didn’t last more than an hour but it was going to be a damp hike today at Sydney Bay Bluff.
Things were definitely wet in the forest and although I had a rain jacket on, the rest of me was very wet by the time I was midway through the hike. I was a little nervous on this hike. For some reason I had the idea that I would run into a bear. Well, of course, I didn’t but it was a little nerve-racking. Now don’t get all advice-y on me. I wore my bear bell and let me tell you, that thing was probably why I was so nervous.
Even though I seemed to jump at every sound I still had a great time. The bluffs offer some amazing views of the bays below and when the weather is not the greatest there is the possibility of some epic cloud cover.
Foggy Morning Hike
Needless to say I made it through my hike with no bear in site but my nerves a little raw from the sound of the clanging bear bell. How do people deal with this? Until next time…and hopefully another Bear-less hike.
The forests of the Bruce Trail always evoke an emotion. The majority of the trail looks similar – the same trees and some of the same undergrowth with the exception of the peninsula with its unique cypress trees.
No matter where I am along the trail it always seems so familiar because of its sameness. It’s why I love getting in my car and driving long distances to see new sections of the trail.
The vibrant greens of the summer can be overwhelmingly beautiful that even taking the colour away from the photograph doesn’t steal the emotion it evokes away.
Follow the Marker
It is the quality of light through the thickness of the canopy that makes me believe I’m walking through a different world – the hidden world of the Fae.
Another glorious day on the trail and this time I’m up on Old Baldy overlooking the green valley below.
Have a Seat
The path winds along the edge of the escarpment through dusty trails and into lush forests. The wonderful thing about the Bruce Trail is how the stress melts away as you sweat your way along its rocky path.
The day always ends too soon no matter how long I stay on the trails but there is always more to look forward to.