Showing posts with label catfish. Show all posts
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Monday, 10 September 2018

Long Sault, part 2

[Trip to Long Sault, part 1]

We knew I ought to get out of the house. Part of depression is not wanting to socialize. We made it for lunch at Nautica Grill by 1 p.m. Then we would amble slowly back home through the park. The sister-in-law of the owner is an artist, and we bought some cards from them. She gave a painting to the Royal Couple, she told us.



The restaurant was decorated by Susie Mouroukas art. Here is an example.
Susie Mouroukas art

My favourite, angel hair pasta. Lots of grilled veggies, too. We could not sit outside and the wasps are merciless in looking for food. I was beside the screened window, which was perfect. We could look at the St. Lawrence River.


Long Sault Parkway, Gillian GPS knows the road we are on, but doesn't show it! It's a lovely park, but the beach was closed. I wanted to dip my toes in the water. The bridge connects all these islands, and there is a camping spot along here.


This is a park, but it was pretty much closed for the season. We talked about getting a day pass, to be legal, but there were no people on duty!

From the bridge, JB spotted a heron. Turning around, we found a road that ended in the water. It's not a road for a boat launch. It's all very mysterious.


White egret from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

Not a great photos (above) here are some from my archives.

They were a bit far away... you can see how low the water is right now.



Back on the road...a great day for biking.

Onward we went wending our way along the water, then north to home.

Sunday, 28 July 2013

Catfish by the shoreline

In the 'good old days' days water snakes were common. As were all of the other critters that depend upon the shoreline for habitat. With giant boat waves, common on Ontario lakes, and folks getting rid of the lake weed, prime habitat for the yearlings, habitat loss is a huge issue for fauna.

One of my favourite memories as a child, summering in Muskoka in the 60s, was of the huge catfish. The parent would take the babies in its mouth if I scared them.

Hubby and I went for a Daycation trip. At the lake shore I spotted a school.
I love watching the wee critters. They stay together in their school! I little black cloud moving as if with one mind. Staying in a group for safety, they all move into the sun, and move back into the weeds.
 
Catfish babies from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
Swimming around the shoreline, they stick together for safety! Hubby sneezed and they took off back into the safety of the flora.  Camera Critters #277