At a lovely beach down the street called Rogers Cove, the little ducks were taking an afternoon rest. They were not even bothered by our presence.
On one side of the lake, is the fountain and the park named for my father, and to the east of this little beach is another well known camping and swimming beach called Beavermead Park.
The water was clean and sparkling with swimmers and boaters enjoying the sunshine and warm temperatures.
It was only a few years ago that this water was not healthy for swimming but now it's lovely again.
Many many years ago this was the site of a marble works factory. Now it's a lovely park with walking and biking paths.
On to the Trent Canal and 'here come the boats' just through the Lift Locks and soon through the swing bridge at Maria Street.
Of course there is the ever continuing construction happening on Armour Rd.
Lo and behold a very large hole in the road, but there is a path around for pedestrians like myself...how interesting ....right ?? This actually triggered something the Lord had spoken to me three years ago. The way was blocked, but now there is a way around and through what was formerly blocked by the enemy. Cool !!
We were in need of a rest a few times, and even tip toeing through the duck, bird and goose doo doo did not dampen our spirits. A lovely day all in all.
Over a hundred years ago my grandparents had a homestead on this road, so close to the canal that tragedy took one of their ten children when four year old Austin drowned.
Over the years the generations mostly enjoyed the canal, myself included , swimming and enjoying the summer. Today though they do not dredge the weeds out and so it is only suitable for fishing, boating and skating on in the winter. Still nice though.
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