East Hamilton, Ontario
10 More K's On the Bruce
We had set this date for months—planning yet another hike on the Bruce trail with members of the KCS (Krishna Conscious Society). We drove to Devil's Punch Bowl, the place where we left off from the last venture with others.
We started off with a healthy pep-talk and identifying the notorious poison ivy. Mantras got us excited, all thirty-five of us. But we were somewhat confused because the Bruce Trail is marked with white stripes. Side trails are in Blue.
When lost, because your map is not explicit enough, ask a local. Indeed, a nice man with his three-year-old dog, a Portuguese breed, led us on our way. It was a thrill to see the white markings again.
Weather was perfect, at approximately 25° Celsius, with low humidity, and, as the Bruce usually provides, a rather constant coolness from its shady trees. As usual, the escarpment that we took was rocky with much up and down. https://www.instagram.com/p/B0uk9jnAl2h/?igshid=u3ddw3zne9mm
One woman we met had done 600 kilometres on the trail, and plans to one day reach the finish line. She said her mother did the Camino in Spain, and then took to the Bruce after. She also said she wasn't disappointed with the Bruce. A compliment.
The boys really got into the swim, afterward, at Port Dalhousie. You couldn't get them out of the water. Only the second scrumptious meal of the day was a lure. We met Monique at that time. We welcomed her into our circle of food, the only female, who was about the age of everyone's mother. She joined in our chanting at the end.
"Are you the shaman for these guys?" she asked.
"I guess so," I said.
May the Source be with you!