Bruce Peninsula, Ontario

We spent an amazing couple of days on the Bruce Peninsula in Ontario. It's the piece of land that separates Lake Huron and the Georgian Bay to the north. This is some of the most spectacular landscape we have ever seen. There is a hiking trail that runs from the tip of the peninsula all the way to Niagra Falls, along the Niagra Escarpment. We've been on this trail a couple of times, visited the Bruce Peninsula National Park, and ridden our bikes to a nearby Provincial Park. The water in the Georgian Bay is crystal clear and has the most beautiful hues of azure and turquoise due to the limestone that makes up the Niagra Escarpment. We have found all kinds of amazing things: limestone caves, 1000 year old cedar trees, and oil shale full of 450 million year old fossils - real fossil fuel!




George suggested that I elaborate on my previous post, "The Fruits of Breakfast" to include the local food that we find and enjoy along our way. Sounds like a good idea to me, since we feel like we're eating our way across the continent. So I'll list those at the bottom of each post, like so:

Local foods we've eaten on the Bruce Peninsula:
Goat Dairy Farm in Arthur, Ontario. We sampled and bought their goat milk, chevre, hard cheese, goat jerky (it was delicious), pork sausage, and goat's milk soap.

For our one meal of eating out this week, we chose "fish and chips" in Tobermory while we were waiting on the ferry to Manitoulin Island. We asked some locals where to find the best fish and chips in town (since many places advertised this popular dish), and they led us to a great fish shack that claimed to have "the most eye-poppinest, jaw droppinest Whitefish and Fries in town". Indeed, it was delicious. While we were there, we inquired why all the little harbor towns we had visited had only sailboats and motor boats in the harbors; no fishing boats like I'm used to seeing in the New England harbors. The waitress told us that the Canadian Government had bought all the fishing rights about 10 years ago and signed a treaty with the Canadian Native Americans. Now the only people that could commercially fish the waters were the Native Americans. So the fish we were eating had been caught by and bought from the local Native Americans. I was amazed, America would never do something like that!