Gananoque / Ottawa
Down the Waterway
It was a restful sleep in the historic Gananoque Inn, established one hundred and eighty-five years ago. I awoke to the sound of a loon, and shortly after my shower and donning swami robes, I took a stroll along the St. Lawrence waterways, eventually to view the town, and then to swing right back to the Inn and wake up my assistant, Bhakta Connor, who is a great guy. He simply has to work at his addiction—his phone.
Joining our party, which had set out from Toronto, was Kirtan and her grandson from Russell, and the newly-arrived, fresh from India, Apoorvi, who recently became betrothed to one of my best cross-country walk supporters, Mandala-Ram. We boarded a boat for a cruise through the Thousand Islands which draws people from all over the world.
An eagle flew above our heads just as we set sail. The sun was with us, the wind in spots, as well. Water was all around and so were the many islands, big and small. A recording informed us of the rich and famous who have lived, or still live, along the way. A highlight was the castle, on one island, built by a gentleman, Boldt. It is magnificent—a gift to his wife, who did not live long enough to be able to move in. Ahhh! It could be a nice temple.
The two-and-a-half-hour cruise was completed, and our party split, with half of us en-route to Ottawa for the festival of the Lion avatar, Narasimha. One quote I wish to share from Chief Seattle, "What is man without the beasts? If all the beasts were gone, man would die from a great loneliness of spirit. For whatever happens to the beasts, soon happens to man. All things are connected."
May the Source be with you!
5 km
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