Into the woods

We rolled gently into the trip, going 33 miles from Ottawa to just past the little river town of Wakefield.  We were on an excellent bike path and rolling into the Gatineau Park only a couple of miles from our hotel.  And yesterday’s heat and humidity and last night’s thunderstorms disappeared into a lovely September day.

Our first climb was rewarded with fine views of Pink Lake, named for an early settler named Pink, not for the color of the water.

Summer still reigns, no fall color yet.

This bridge was indeed completed in 1997.  The original was burned by an arsonist in 1984, and the marker commented, “The town cried.”  And when the province told them they didn’t need a new bridge, the town raised the funds and contributed most of the labor for this structure.

Our group of fifteen is staying in a well equipped house near a ski area.  After bike hot tub spell is also fine.