They're probably right.
My last post was way back in June.
My photographic adventures have definitely taken a back seat until recently when I met up with my friends Grant and Cathy for curry at the Penny Whistle Pub.
It was then that they invited me to spend Thanksgiving with them in Algonquin and the plans were hatched.
We would be heading out on Thursday afternoon to beat the rush and spend four glorious days drinking tea, wandering, drinking tea, sitting, drinking tea, talking, drinking tea and taking photo's of the amazing colours around us.
How many years have Grant and I spent wandering the back country with only a tent and sleeping bag; but now we have the luxury of a trailer and real beds!
About 20 mins after we had pitched the trailer (is that the right phrase?) and snuggled into said beds, the heavens opened and it poured rain all night long but we were snug, dry and warm.. ahh thats the life!
One of my favourite images from the trip was pure chance, a couple of people were heading up the lake to their 'wilderness' campsites and had put their canoes in in preparation for the trip. Luckily I was there.
So here is the image, I call it 'Classic Algonquin' despite the green canoe well all canoes should be red right ? :-)
Alan
