Winter may be a time where you want to hole up next to a warm fire and drink hot chocolate, but it’s also the perfect time to go on a weekend getaway. Not only is it cheaper, but there are fewer people and who doesn’t love snow city scenes. So bundle up and pack your bags. Next stop is Kingston, Ontario.
It’s a sure sign of spring when the sap is flowing. I’m talking about maple syrup! The best way to enjoy this lovely Canadian treat is by visiting the ever popular annual Elmira Maple Syrup Festival, held in early April.
I know that winter camping sounds like an oxymoron, but it can be done! Especially in the comfort of a yurt.
First of all winter camping offers an entirely different experience than summer camping. It is quieter around the parks as everyone except you is off hibernating. Even better there are no bugs, so no complaints here.
I recently checked an item off my 2016 bucket list: to zipline at the Scenic Caves Nature Adventures near Collingwood, Ontario.
October is here; the wind gets chilly, and the sun hides more often than it is found. It’s time to break out the sweaters and curl up next to the fireplace inside. WRONG! It’s time to get outside. Don’t put away those hiking boots; there is a beautiful Ontario trail waiting for you to explore!
As I’ve expressed before, I actively take advantage of my mini two-day vacations – also known as the weekend – in order to scratch the travel bug itch while working full time. These mini-vacations are what I call backyard adventures.
Of all of the edible flowers, lavender has to be my favourite. I jumped at the chance to head to Niagara-on-the-Lake for the 2016 NEOB Lavender Festival – a festival all about that little purple plant.
Camping is the quintessential Canadian summer activity. Some may choose to go to the cottage, trailer, or rock the stay-cation, but camping has always been such an important part of my summer.
“Oh my god, is that a cow?” I asked.
My mom slowed down eyes peeled. We were on our way from Central Alberta back to Ontario. However, we wanted – okay I wanted – to take a detour down south of the border and visit the American Old West.
So I left a couple of days ago for my third cross Canada trip, but the first one where I drove. Compared to being a kid when your parents make all the decisions, I learned a few things about the long haul that I would like to pass on.
(Posting it after-the-fact because, again, no signal, and the internet at the motel isn’t free)