Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Riverside Beach

On Saturday afternoon, J took the canoe out with a couple of buddies.  I dropped them off upriver and then we met here at the dog park again.  It was a beautiful, warm and blue sky afternoon, just right to spend a few hours relaxing near the water.  We found a sandy part at the end of the rocky beach, and the kids made sand castles to their hearts' content.  

When they arrived to meet us here, I took a turn with Ry.  It took us just over an hour to paddle from this point down to Laurier Park.  So peaceful.  Gentle exercise, enjoying nature and some time to talk with my boy.  

This river, so powerful yet peaceful.  Such an enigma of grace and beauty, but always with a hint of hidden danger reminding you not to let your guard down.  I love the river, but I fear and respect it always.  

Whenever we're there, The Wind in the Willows comes to mind.

“when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.” 
― Kenneth GrahameThe Wind in the Willows