Trip to Almonte for lunch

 Almonte is an interesting town! They have filmed lots of Hallmark Christmas movies here. After my haircut Friday, Trip to Carleton Place, we decided to splurge on lunch out. 

Barley Mow is a nice spot. Lots of water, a great patio, and interesting food. 

I really like the trail built on the old train bridge. The patio overlooks the water.

Long-distance cyclists. We often see some in summer. It sounded like they were speaking with a German accent. 

A heron flew over us and the river.

These baskets are bountiful!

I went in to powder my nose, and spotted this sign, which is fair enough.  Everyone is short-staffed. 

Some idiot was buzzing the pigeons with a drone. What an uncomfortable experience. Cruelty to animals, as well as those trying to have a nice lunch out. There are herons, pigeons, ducks, etc., that use the river.

I sent a message on the pub's website: 

"Someone was running a drone, scaring the pigeons on the bridge, and us. The pigeons were flying over head trying to attack the drone. I was really upset. We've been visiting your pub for years. I was really discouraged. This is wildlife harassment. I thought you should be aware."

Obviously, staff are very busy. I was assured it was not the pub flying it. I was pretty sure about that. They are always slammed at lunch. I couldn't see the operator.

Enerdu power dam on the river. We watched it being built. I took photos and collected them here.

From there we took back roads. Lanark Village is a sweet town. I thought this looked like a terrific property for kids. I asked Joe Brian to turn around, to get a better drive-by shooting from my passenger window! This looks like heaven for kids.

We drove along, and I wondered what this crop was, with a safety camera on it and a sturday fence. Hmmmm.

We have had 58 mm (~2") the first 3 days of August. We have matched last year's August rainfall already!

The lakes and rivers are full. 

Another new home.

Wild Grape ivy, I'll bet.

Of course there is road reconstruction everywhere. We weren't in a hurry. This was a really hot day, and we felt badly for the flaggers. Standing all that time, yawning, stretching legs.

We arrived home. MiniFred was up to their usual tricks.  I threw out a few leaves of cabbage we weren't going to eat.

Gramma Camp – Week 37

Wednesday was the best day, in terms of weather, for eating on a patio. That was the basic plan. The girls emerged from the basement, had brekkie and eased into the day.

I thought we should finish the wood, but we were still out of gas. The girls helped me push it nearer the garage. We took out the battery for a recharge. Grampa cannot lift the gas tank, so Isabelle went off with him to the gas station. I plugged the dead battery in, and filled the gas tank upon their return. I tried it, and something happened. I cannot remember what, but I had to turn it off again. It wouldn't restart, I crossed my fingers. Finally it restarted, but I realized I couldn't turn it off.  It needed a good run to recharge.

I thought I ought to move the rest of the wood while we had the chance. Grampa fetched the girls, up until then still easing into the day, and we finished off the wood. Fred Groundhog has his tunnel here. He made a back door!

Grampa thought we could visit Mill of Kintail, and the R. Tait McKenzie and Dr. James Naismith Museum. It's one of The 7 Wonders of Lanark County. The nature reserve is open until 4:30, and it was an hour drive to get there.  We left at 2:30. 

We toddled along the path. Of course, Josephine found a leopard frog! She loves reptiles.

This didn't look like a friendly path!

Isabelle took a photo of a mushroom.

Look at the height of the two of them!

As we moved to the mill and the museum building, I noticed there was a tea going on. I have not seen a woman wearing white gloves in ages! There were a lot of seniors.

Along we went to the building. The doors were locked. The museum closes at 3:30 and it was 3:42.

It's a lovely walk by the creek.

 

It is a pretty forest.

There is a little cabin in the woods. I have no information on it, but it was an old one.

We continued on our way. 

The wee cloister-on-the-hill was intriguing. It was built in 1984.

We decided to take a break at the playground. I texted Momma the photo!

As promised, lunch on the patio. We were pretty tired from the adventure. Happy to sit, there was a chicken burger, hamburger, taco salad, and fish and chips, for lunch. Also, an Arnold Palmer, a white wine, and a Virgin Ceasar. We decided to do dessert. Grampa and Jos had sorbet. I had a brownie, Izzy a banana fried cheesecake. We shared!

Poor Isabelle had a sliver. Jos tried to remove it.

As we turned into the driveway, a turkey hen was ambling across the lane! 

We had much fun!

at the park from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.