Autumn at the Lake

Wow, what a fantastic weekend we had! You couldn’t have asked for better weather for the last weekend in September. And although it was technically autumn, it felt more like the middle of July. In our neck of the woods it was well over 25c on both Friday and Saturday and I’m pretty sure it reached 28c on Sunday. So with weather this good, the lake was calling us.

Charleston Lake, ON
Charleston Lake, ON

 

We’ve had such a jam-packed summer what with our trip to Newfoundland in June and our usual beach vacation in July; that by the time Labour Day rolled around we realized that this might be the first year in 20 that we didn’t make it up to our favourite lake, Charleston Lake, in Ontario. Hubby and I have camped here, jet-skied here and even brought the girls here for a few nights when they were only three months old. This lake has a special place in our hearts.

 

So with the weather looking awesome, hubby booked a campsite early Friday morning and we headed out after work with the car loaded.

 

The marsh
The marsh

It was a little too chilly to go swimming so we took advantage of the great trails to take in the beautiful fall colours. The Boardwalk Trail to the Lookout is by far our favourite. It’s easy for kids and you are pretty much guaranteed to spot bull frogs, snakes and turtles at some point along the boardwalk or trail.

 

Quiddity Trail at Charleston Lake
Quiddity Trail at Charleston Lake
The family up ahead on the boardwalk
The family up ahead on the boardwalk
The beautiful fall colours along the boardwalk
The beautiful fall colours along the boardwalk
A rare sighting (for this blog anyway...) a picture of me!
A rare sighting (for this blog anyway…) a picture of me!

We’ve never actually camped this late in the season before, so the nights were a little chilly. And another surprise… the small bay near our campsite was filled with Canada geese, which were up honking at 6:00am. Ahh the joys of camping!

And to add to the amount of feather friends we heard and saw this weekend; on the drive home… a flock of wild turkeys, or should I say a ‘rafter’ of turkeys!

I count 11 turkeys!
I count 11 turkeys!

 

Ann

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