The Slug

We had our first real rain last night since we started in Queenston on May 3rd. This was actually our third rainfall but it was also by far the heaviest. Rain. Not a shower. 

When I awoke — late, because I had forgotten to reset my alarm from the B&B — I idly flicked a slug off the outside of my hammock bug netting. 

Not this slug, but one like it


Later on, after lunch, we looked out from a lookout up on Sydney Bluff across to Jones Bluff, and realized that at our sluggish pace, we had just walked along those cliffs earlier in the morning. 

The cliffs of Jones Bluff across to the left, seen from the cliffs of Sydney Bluff


Upon reflecting that the slug had sluggishly and single-mindedly crawled about five metres from the tree and along my hammock suspension and then along my netting, we realized that it’s a decent parallel
to our five week clamber along the escarpment spine of southern Ontario. 
We had a better day today, partly because of that realization and inspiration. 

Phew!

Kookork surveying our progress with a misty eye

#blazesoftheday — count & decipher …

#blazeoftheday

#blazeoftheday

We dont do blue blazes — although someone had …

Green & white (Aralia nudicaulis, one of the mostncommon plsnts along the Trail)

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4 thoughts on “The Slug

  1. Really enjoying the scenery, the mossy rocks and woodsy trail look EXACTLY like Wyburne house! Meanwhile, I’m guessing the horizontal mileage (clickage?) will slow down, especially as you get north of about Cypress Lake or Lion’s Head… I seem to remember a lot of the trail there is farther up and down (and up and down and up and down) than across by a good deal, so shorter distances will actually be great progress. If you see what I mean. The scenery is absolutely spectacular. I expect you know this already…

  2. It will be gorgeous, too. Just don’t go faster than reasonable. There is no real deadline here…. again, teaching my granny to suck eggs. But, the rocks and the water and the coast are just RAVISHING. As you know, those tiny cedar trees springing out of the cracks are actually very very old indeed. They don’t grow fast. And they endure.

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