It was 90 degrees and the path is quite steep.
From the top there are long views over typical southern Ontario countryside.
At the bottom is a small river, again typical of the area.
Along the way we met a crowd of people having a break during a four wheeling trip. One of them approached us cautiously, suspiciously, I thought he was about to rant about the unleashed dog but, no, he was sent to make sure I wasn't about to grass them for, gasp, consuming light beer in a public place. One thing we're not short of here is regulations.
After Charlie had cooled off in the river I spread a leopard print blanket in the powder blue Bettle, had the demi-poodle hop in and drove off wondering if this all wasn't a little much for Melancthon.
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