Some days you just need to run as fast as you can away from your bad mood and head for the hills - the Gatineau Hills, in this case. Today I headed out for my first ever solo hike to cure my back-to-school blues.
With no munchkins in tow, I hiked from Wattsford's Lookout to Etienne-Brule Lookout and back (in a wonky kind of loop). It was about 16 km and took me 5 hours with a lunch stop halfway.
I passed many cabins - some nicer than others.
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Keogan Shelter |
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Shilly Shally Shelter |
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Huron Shelter |
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Unnamed, very questionable shelter. Hereby dubbed Sketchy Shelter. |
I saw mushrooms and berries; probably all poisonous (except the chicken of the woods, of course).
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I am not poisonous! |
I appreciated many scenic vistas.
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Wattsford's Lookout. |
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Etienne-Brule Lookout |
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My view during my lunch break. |
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Kingsmere Lookout |
This has been a weird week for me. Instead of feeling energized thanks to some extra free time with my two eldest boys back in school, I have felt sort of melancholic and drained. I took all that negative energy with me today and left it all there on the trail. Relying on the cleansing power of nature, I tried to fill back up with the calm of the forest, the freshness of the breeze, the soft crunch of acorns under my feet.
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Three times the trail I was following ended at a swamp. Three times! Three different swamps! |
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I passed by the CBC radio tower. It is huge! |
I am really hoping that my time in the hills has cured me of the weird funk I have been in this past week. It was worth a try. Looking forward to the weekend!
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