Tag Archives: Parks Canada
Camping with the dog – seems like a logical fit. Who else in the family minds less sleeping on the ground, wandering stinky forest trails and peeing outside than your pup? My dog Victor and I are giving it try in a few weeks – stay tuned for the results. That’s right, after years of […]
May is birdwatching month at Point Pelee National Park in Leamington, Ontario. Birders flock (yes, I said it) to this mostly marshland conservation area and I’m here with my dog Victor days before the ornithology season starts. Yet there are binocular-carrying bird-enthusiasts here already. I’m not interested in spotting rare species, but I do love […]
Recently I declared my dog Victor and I would visit a different Parks Canada National Park each month of Canada’s sesquicentennial year. Two things: First, to celebrate my country’s 150th anniversary, 2017 park passes are free via the Parks Canada website and I got mine. Second, I enthusiastically joined BlogPaws pet bloggers embracing the idea […]
If you want to experience your own Great Canadian Houseboat Adventure in the 1000 Islands, here’s some advice.
Georgina Island is the most beautiful yet, though the sounds from the overhead highway and busy waterway nearby interfere with the serenity. It also has the longest, moderately challenging trails, which we don’t get to fully experience thanks to intermittent rain.
Today, we get really adventurous (for us) and decide to navigate our way to Rockport, Ontario (one of the few gas stations we can get the houseboat into) then south pasted the American/Canadian border and onto Heart Island, home of Boldt Castle.
On the second night of our Great Canadian Houseboat Adventure through the 1000 Islands with the dogs, I have a restless sleep thanks to incredibly high swells tossing the boat in a fit of rage. A huge storm is tearing through the area and – thanks to the advice of Park Warden Tim – we spend most of the day (and night) at the Camelot Island dock because we secured a spot early on a busy day and don’t move.
Looking out the window, I see nothing but vast surging waves and a shoreline far in the distance. That’s when the panic starts. “We’re in the middle of the river with no running lights on,” I yell.