In the autumn months, it always amazes me how quickly things can change. Only 4 days ago, Nigel and I were here hiking the Splitrock Loop trail. You can read more on The Grandmother Tree here.
Since our last hike, the colours have deepened towards orange, and in some cases brown. This means that autumn is on its way out, to be replaced with a sea of brown until the first snowfall comes. Until then I’m going to squeeze in every possible bit of autumn I can until it is no more.
It was a gorgeous day to be out hiking. These beautiful paper birches were glowing in their small patch of sunlight. I think I spent way too much time here but I couldn’t get enough of how pretty they looked.
You can see that the grandmother tree still welcomes us to continue along the trail but has lost some of her leaves. It won’t be long now until she sheds them all and waits through the long winter to get her green leaves again.
My car has blown its transmission and has been towed to my mechanics to see if she can be revived. In the meantime, my friend Nigel has graciously said he will drive us to our hiking destinations until I get it sorted out. Thanks, Nigel!
Rouge Valley Lookout
We decided to head out to Rouge Valley Urban Park to a trail on the north side of the park that has a viewing platform so we can see the fall colours from up high. Neither of us had been here before and were looking forward to a good hike in a new park.
Rouge Valley Trail
After we visited the park, we took some backroads towards home. As we drove we spotted a farmhouse and barn that we’ve photographed a few times before.
Thompson Farm and Fence
Parking on the side of the road we walked away from the farm along the fence to find a clear angle looking back towards the barn. I noticed the overgrown vegetation along the fence and decided I liked that composition best.
When we got back in the car and started to drive past the farm, this view made us stop to grab a couple more shots before heading home.
A short train ride away from Lisbon is the city of Sintra. Located on the west side of Portugal, Sintra was once a summer retreat for the kings of Portugal. There is a lot to see and do here and certainly not enough time in the day to do them all. I limited myself to three locations hoping I could tackle them all in the time I had.
When the train pulled into the station I wandered out into the streets to find the local bus that would take me up the hill to Pena Palace. By starting at the top I could walk down to the Moorish castle and then into the heart of Sintra to Quinta da Regaliera. It was best not to look out the windows as these experienced drivers whipped up the hill along narrow, twisty streets.
National Palace of Pena
Arriving safely (thank goodness) at Pena the photos I had seen did not do it justice. The unique architecture and colours of Pena Palace and Park are an example of Portuguese Romanitcism. Built in the 19th century it is one of the more popular spots here in Sintra and one can see why. Reds, yellow and blues merge together to create a one-of -a-kind castle. And, of course, the views from this far up ain’t too shabby either.
Looking out over Pena
The crowds here were crazy but with a little patience I was able to get a few shots during some of the lulls. From the castle I walked down into the palace grounds. Pena Park, as its known, is very large and unfortunately I did not have enough time to explore much, but I did get some time to see a small portion of it.
Fountain of the Small Birds
This moorish building is called the Fountain of the Small Birds. Inside its structure is just that, a fountain. As for the small birds I did not see any but I”m sure they visit here during the quiet times. Heading out of the grounds I walked downhill to the Morrish castle. From its walls one can see Pena Palace in the distance. And it is quite a sight.
Pena Palace From the Morrish Castle
In my next post I’ll take you through my walk at the Morrish castle.
Today the three of us headed out to Mizzy Lake trail to do some snowshoeing. Unfortunatley one of party had come down with a cold so we didn’t get too far down the trail before we headed back. In lieu of the trek through the forest we opted to see if we could find and photograph the elusive Pine Marten. When we got to its favourite spot all we found were Blue Jays flicking peanuts and snow into the air.
After spending some time here we decided to warm up at the Visitors Centre and see what the views were like from there.
Let’s just say they were pretty darn good.
There was a light snow falling by this time so we decided to head back to Bongos and see what we could find for dinner. We decided for tomorrow we would check out the Visitors Centre for some bird photography and get in another trail before heading home.
With the alarm going off before the sunrise we quickly packed up and headed straight to Peggy’s Cove for one last visit. It was still full dark out when we arrived in town which gave us the opportunity to spend some quiet time in town before heading up to the lighthouse.
Early Morning at Peggy’s Cove
Sunrise at the lighthouse was not spectacular – again we were denied some clouds to help make the skies more dramatic so it was time to head straight up the coast to Cape Breton.
We decided early on to drive along the coast rather than take the faster route inland to ensure we had some photographic opportunities. One of our stops was at a random beach where we ended up photographing some surfers and stand up boarders catching some waves.
MacKenzie River Valley
Then it was onwards to Cape Breton. I highly recommend a visit here. The views are amazing from pretty much anywhere. You need to get yourself here immediately. I’m already planning my next trip.