After a good night’s rest at the bed and breakfast near Eugenia Falls, we made our way to the trailhead and continued where we left off yesterday. It was cooler than my friends had anticipated and not only did one of them not bring long-sleeves, my friends also forgot their rain jackets at home. It was definitely a bizarre situation but we had to persevere. Weather seemed like it would cooperate for most of the day.
Starting off on the road and eventually finding ourselves passing by a very pretty waterfall, I wished that there would be a better view of it. There’s often a public and internal debate around this matter — should there be a better view of the waterfall? Is it worth disrupting the wildlife and natural habitat to create a trail that would lead to a better view? Will the better view result in a greater appreciation of nature and its beauty? I often have these questions in my mind but I can only imagine the sort of debate raging on in public institutions and organizations that manage these lands. Perhaps it is simple and straight forward in many situations, but I can see there being times when it is a major struggle.
I think in various counties or regions, there needs to be approval to build out a bridge. They are definitely appreciated in many circumstances and I can see how elaborate the legal matters can get (don’t most legal matters?).
Anyhow, we eventually find ourselves at the foot of some private ski hills. Based on some conversations I had later that day with some other people, these ski hills were only used by those with some form of membership. I guess that explains why they are left so empty while the hills of Blue Mountain were packed with visitors.
The lack of people certainly made for a more tranquil and enjoyable hike as we made our way up the ski hills. I wasn’t so fond about the fact that the ski hills also had a lot of tall grass to wade through at times but I won’t get into that again.
We didn’t anticipate to get such a beautiful view of the valley here along this part of the hike and at certain times — it was so foggy that we could barely see out into the valley.
The trail got really interesting once we passed through the private ski hill resort. Once in the woods, we found ourselves making some dramatic descents and in one case, climbing down a big ladder!
While a large chunk of the hike was a bit bland at times, there were some fun things along this prat of the hike. A rather damp low-running stream had some beautiful moss-covered stones. It reminded me of some scenes from Hayao Miyazaki films.
We eventually encountered a hay bale that had run away somehow from its farm. It was rather funny to find it in the middle of nowhere on the trail. Not sure how it got there but we certainly couldn’t move it no matter how much we tried!
It must’ve been close to apple season because along this part of the Bruce Trail, we began encountering apple trees. For some reason apple trees were all lined up along the side of some crop fields. As much as we wouldn’t mind some free snacks along the way, they weren’t quite ripe for the picking yet but it was certainly getting close.
The weather although cooperating so far was showing signs of incoming rain encroaching into the county area. We could see it from a distance so we began to pick up the pace a little.
I always enjoy these rickety fences in the middle of nowhere. They may mark where someone’s property ends or starts, but I find them so much more appealing than the ugly and confrontational chain fences.
Unfortunately as we were hiking, one of my friends began to get blisters on her foot so we had to slow down and rest more frequently.
As we neared the car, we cut across the trees to the parking lot because my friend was really feeling the pain. We were also fortunate because my friend’s friend generously offered to take us in for the night at their farm after our hike. They even fed us and I can’t thank them enough because we were able to avoid camping in the rain and in the cold which was particularly important as my friends either didn’t have long-sleeves or rain gear with them.