Windswept

Bruce Trail Head, Tobermory.

I hate camping, but I love my friend. We've compromised by getting a site with a cabin instead of roughing it in a tent. Some would call that 'glamping' though I hardly feel 'glamporous' wearing a plastic rain poncho that cost $1.29.

Good sports, we're hiking today on the Bruce Trail which runs 800+ Km along the Niagara Escarpment. It's kind of fun being ripped from one's habitual rhythms and human dimensions. We're standing at the land's end that separates Lake Huron from Georgian Bay. The whitecaps are wicked today.