Yesterday we got back from a whirlwind camping trip to Presqu’ile Park – it was quite a fun, short little adventure.
We actually got an actual lakeside camping spot, with all the benefits and drawbacks that come from that – the wind noise on the first day/night was absolutely astonishing, it actually kept me up, imagining the tent being dragged into Lake Ontario. The noise actually died down by the next morning, and the rest of the trip was relatively calm.
On the second day, we went on a huge walk practically across the peninsula – up and down dirt roads to the tip, where a lighthouse was.
COVID protocols were pretty limited, which is a relief, and there wasn’t a huge amount of people around as well, which is the way I prefer it.