I have been roaming the Web and note that food blogs are all the rage these days. Numerous folks with formidable taste-buds, well-stocked pantries, top-notch thesauruses and expensive cameras release their food explorations in blog form. I note that grammar is out and random punctuation is in. An example: “Best. fermented goat cheese. and wild artichoke terrine. Ever! served in: Hollow Gourds! ”
It struck me that the Limestone Ladies are fantastic cooks, we have highly evolved taste-buds and we could easily ignore grammar and punctuation. So, the idea of a food blog was. Born.
In order to get to the food though, we still have to do the hike. So bear with me as I chronicle the stunning scenery of the Peninsula section, and you will be rewarded with pictures of food!
We set out from Wiarton into blustery wind and a smattering of rain. The grey skies could not mask the lovely setting:
The trail winds along the waterfront past a very pretty park and playground, heading towards the Wiarton marina.
This blog was to be about hiking and gorgeous food, but it very nearly became a romantic epic. One of our hikers, having had surgery for a fractured patella only 4 weeks earlier, accompanied us for the first portion of the hike on her crutches. ‘Twas there she spied the dashing, swashbuckling Wiarton Willie and her heart leaped. Here was the giant plastic cartoon rodent she had been waiting for all her life!
The trail followed the shore of Colpoy’s Bay very closely. We have not hiked so intimately with Georgian Bay before. To be right beside the water was a unique feature of this hike.
The trail soon turned away from the shore and climbed steeply to the top of the escarpment.
There is no experience on earth that compares with the pleasure of hiking on a crisp fall day. Brilliant colours all around, air filled with the invigorating scent of damp leaves, wind swirling and surging with restless energy. It is impossible not to feel happy!
One hiker tried to force her way into the food blog early. She thought her chunky cauliflower soup with homemade tea biscuit in a separate, but attached, container might allow her to jump the queue into food blogging fame! Nice try!
When you’re a new grandmother, it is “de rigueur” to show photos of the new granddaughter. Here we see the proud grandma sharing photos of sweet baby Nora.
After lunch, the trail continued along the edge of Colpoy’s Bluff, with endless, enticing views across the gleaming waters of Colpoy’s Bay.
Sometimes you take a photo, quite by accident, that just captures the spirit of the day. I love this picture of a vibrant woman in a vibrant landscape. That’s just exactly how it was.
And here is what the vibrant woman was gazing at:
After a hardy hike, the Ladies were hungry. But not for just any old food. Oh no! The Limestone Ladies accept no less than artisanal, free-range, artfully presented food. Anything else would upset our finely tuned digestive systems. So, we started with an appetizer or two:
Can it get any better? Stay tuned! This ratatouille goes beyond merely organic. The vegetables embody the plasmic qualities of essential biotic plant orgo-chemistry in order to capture the. Crucial. Piquancy. of the dish.
Of course there is no dinner without dessert!
Now, you may think that all this food blogging is just egocentric, new-age yuppie babble. So, let me tell you what happened next. After eating the meal of thoughtfully-prepared organic, wholesome foods, our injured hiker arose from the table, cast off her crutches, and …. danced! Yes, it was a miracle! The Limestone Ladies can heal the wounded! And we have proof!
It was a very full day and after the dancing ended, we made our way to bed. Tired, happy, bellies full and muscles well-exercised. We need to be ready for more tomorrow!