There’s nothing as energizing as a long hike on a clear fall day! We set out from Signal Hill towards our goal of Mount Nemo. All the ladies were feeling frisky and we even had two new hikers in our group. We knew it was going to be an exceptional day!
This section of trail contains the highest concentration of stiles we have seen so far. Somewhere there is a stile manufacturer who is driving a Lamborghini, thanks to all the stiles in this section . The Limestone Ladies take their stiles very seriously and have developed some signature stile moves.
But there is one in every crowd – the person who hears the different drum and chooses the untrodden path. Or in this case, goes under the stile:
We had been having a conversation about how much we love the Bruce Trail scenery, but how we would enjoy seeing a few animals along the way. So far, any wildlife we’ve seen has been on a leash! It was an innocent conversation. We didn’t realize that a number of fierce wild animals had escaped from a nearby zoo…..
A series of loud squawks had us swiveling our heads to see where they came from. We located this large, colourful bird on a branch overlooking the trail.
By now we knew that this was no ordinary Sunday afternoon hike. Strange forces were at work in the forest. We were surrounded by growling and prowling and snarling. Were we to become prey for these fierce beasts?
We prepared to take on the two tigers. Swiss army knives were drawn. Then we realized that there was a herd of them!
Fortunately we were able to scare them off and we continued our hike through the southern Ontario autumn countryside.
We had allowed ourselves to be lulled into a false sense of security, believing the tigers to be behind us. All of a sudden, there was fierce snarling and a big cat fight erupted right in front of us. It was terrifying
We stopped for lunch and the beasts smelled our food and infiltrated the picnic.
The trail had been following Walker’s Line for several kilometres but now it headed back into the bush and began to get rugged again.
We reached the summit of Mount Nemo and were treated to some vistas of the Ontario countryside.
As we neared the end of our beautiful day together, I noticed this cedar growing from the rock at the top of Mount Nemo.
I was struck by how many lessons we can learn from this tenacious tree: Hold on tight to the things that are important to you. Never give up, even against formidable odds. Remember that small progress is still progress and you must be patient. Keep reaching for the sun and shake off the snow.
May we all be like the hardy cedar and stay strong and true until our next hike. See you in October!