Ontario Canada

I flew to Toronto Wednesday via Minneapolis.  Sandi was already there working.  The traffic leaving Toronto was stop and go.   I met Sandi at the Frederick Inn B&B in Kitchener Ontario. We had dinner at Arabesque, a middle eastern restaurant where Sandi knows the owners.

Thursday I dropped Sandi at work, and paddled the Grand River.  The Grand was low, no rapids.  In places you could not tell that you were not in the wilderness. We had a pleasant dinner at  Borealis restaurant; we sat on the patio and ate local food in old schoolhouse.

Friday Sandi stopped by the company she has been working for, for a meeting.  I drove to the Toronto airport; the traffic was somewhat better. We took the Up train from the airport to Union Station in Toronto. The station is undergoing remodeling, so it took a bit to find a restaurant.  We had lunch at the  Grab and Go at Union Station. We took the train to Kingston, about three 3 hours. Paul J picked us up, and we took the ferry to Amherst Island, population 400.  Paul has a waterfront home facing Lake Ontario.  (Later on in the trip we will visit Paul Y.)

Saturday we went to the island's farmers market, where we met locals. The Amhearst island mens society was there, selling thrift store items. We visited the island museum, where we bought a booklet on the island's drystone walls.  We drove to the East end of island, and learned about the windmill controversy, which has split the island. I took a nap while Paul J and Sandi talked work.  Sandi and I took a walk in the afternoon and looked at cows. Life is slower on the island.  We had dinner at Paul's, on the deck.

Saturday night the wind blew, so we woke up Sunday to larger waves.  We went to the Anglican church, as the catholic church is not in use.  The service was almost the same as the Catholic mass.  It was raining hard when we left the church.

In the afternoon we took a drive to the west end of the island, and visited Topsy Farms, where Sandi bottle fed lambs, and Richard fed them dry food.  Sandi plans to order some yarn from them, and perhaps doing some consulting for them, getting paid in yarn.  ;-)

One of the drystone walls.

We had a nice dinner on the deck, with an impressive sunset.  Tomorrow we will see Richard's friend, Paul Y. in Kingston, and then take the train to Toronto