Today was a work day. I knew I wouldn’t feel like hitting a
trail afterwards so I did the one thing I could think of to ensure that I would
be going to a trail. I told my three year old that we would go for a hike when I was done
work. My plan worked as I can’t resist this kid asking if we could go for a
hike “now?….well how about now?…can we go now?…is it time to go for our hike now?”
My only downfall in this plan was not putting into consideration the time of
day I went (around 7pm). He was out fast asleep in the car before we got to the
trail. I know I have some explaining to do when he wakes up tomorrow. Luckily my mom was with me so she offered to
stay in the car with the boys, one asleep and one awake, while I took a quick look
at the trail.
For tonight’s adventure I travelled to Wallaceburg’s MacDonald Park Trail. To be honest, I drove past it, I didn’t think the giant sign labelled “MacDonald Park Trail” could possibly mean the trail I was looking for. The place that held the sign was a place I somewhat remembered going to as a child. It was not big enough for a trail! However, I eventually turned around and parked at the right spot near that sign and chuckled while telling my mom I surely wouldn’t be long.
For tonight’s adventure I travelled to Wallaceburg’s MacDonald Park Trail. To be honest, I drove past it, I didn’t think the giant sign labelled “MacDonald Park Trail” could possibly mean the trail I was looking for. The place that held the sign was a place I somewhat remembered going to as a child. It was not big enough for a trail! However, I eventually turned around and parked at the right spot near that sign and chuckled while telling my mom I surely wouldn’t be long.
I got out and went to the edge of the Snye River. I took a
deep breath then suddenly everything small I was thinking about this place
disappeared. The sun setting over the river was stunning. Birds were chirping as they gathered up last
minute things for the night. The river was calm and reflecting back everything
near it, and the sun peaked through the trees. As I continued my walk around the
river, it entered into a lagoon. The
lagoon was full of nature where I could spot ducks, a muskrat swimming, and
fish swimming in the shallow waters.
Being in this area brought back a flood of memories of fishing with one
of my older brothers and my parents. I
remembered myself fishing in the very shallow
water so I could aim my line directly at fish that I could see, the excitement of
catching that fish and pulling it out of the water, getting brave enough to touch it then
freaking out that it moved and begging my dad to help me get it off the line,
then asking that while he was at it he could hook my worm so I could do it all over
again. Needless to say, I never made it in the
fishing world.
There isn’t an actual ‘track’ to follow on the trail, but
reflecting back, I found it as a nice change. It was as if I wasn’t on a tour
of nature, but was actually part of it. There were also a few plaques around
that explained about the Baldoon Settlement as well as the Black Goose story (I
didn’t read it as the very mature and grown up side of me just freaks out about
any type of ghost story) that have happened in this area. Make sure you read it though when you visit
the trail as it is pretty neat. After
walking this part of the trail, I watched a swan swim by then I checked back
at the car and drove around to the other side where you can park and where
there is a boat launch also (you can also walk, I just didn’t realize it at the
time).
Once again I thought there didn’t seem to be much there and I told my
mom I would only be a second. Once again, I was wrong. To the left of me was a
large wetland. There were SIX Great Blue
Heron in there! This blew my mind, I didn’t realize they liked being around
each other. The trail goes farther back and it all interconnects to many
different sides of wetlands, marshes, and the river. You get a great taste of a
variety of nature settings. Unfortunately I couldn’t explore all of it as
the one year old was not asleep and being more vocal about it and I was
starting to feel bad that my mom was
stuck in the car with my boys while I was out running around being amazed.
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