Showing posts with label rock cut. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rock cut. Show all posts

Friday, 13 April 2018

Day Trip April 7th: Myers Cave Part 5


I am happy to announce that we FINALLY found the spot we've been looking for for a couple of years. This is why I'm popping maps in here... We saw river otters playing, and it stuck in our mind's eye. [River, Otter and Canada Geese photos]



It is lovely seeing the geese come back. I told my client the story of Eddie and Eva, and Lonesome Charlie. [Eddie and Eva and the battle with lonesome Charlie!]

Also, at home, quite a few of the song birds, and those who eat insects. Phoebes were in the shed when I fetched some wood. I heard the witchety– witchety-witchety of the Common Yellowthroats.

Common Yellowthroat

The 'cottages' are amazing.

I love the rock cuts.

From here, we went to Plevna and Ompah.

Tuesday, 10 April 2018

Day Trip April 7th: Bunker Hill Rd. Part 3



It was another trek! This was a long leg. Part of the two hour section. We just kept driving, enjoying the homes, the lakes and rivers of our fair part of the country. We had veered from plan A, to Westport, to plan B, Myer's Cave, to try find that sweet spot where we saw the otters.
We motored on... Beyos Rd., Bunker Hill Rd., Buck Bay Rd. Bob's Lake Rd. ALMOST a straight line.

Old barns, windy roads, houses large and small.


The rock cuts are lovely.



Then, some water! Open water! And swans!!!


Right on the edge of the ice.
Swans and a crow from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

Back on the road.



This is a road through a swamp, which was quite wet! Then, the basement of an old barn.


Bob's Lake Rd. crosses Bob's Lake!



This place is lovely, right down to the lake it goes.


Hubby liked this spot, with the water rushing beside the house. I suppose it could have been a mill, at one time. There was no where to stop. Barely wide enough for two cars.
Hubby liked this waterfall

This was another sweet spot. I think it is still Bob's Lake, a wee bay.
There were some ducks. A shy Wood duck and, perhaps, a mallard? It was good to see. It was amazing that one side of the water was open, the other still frozen.




Sadly, empty plastic water bottles had been dumped.

Wood duck from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.