The Bruce Trail is almost 900km long, from Tobermory to Niagara.
We hiked maybe a km of it.
And parts of that were flooded.
Making it confusing to follow.
But we figured it out.
Other parts are always wet, so they had bridges.
This part is always rocky.
This flower is pretty.
This is the grotto in Bruce Peninsula National Park.
This is the backside of the grotto. As you can see, it’s more of an arch than a grotto.
The grotto is so popular that Parks Canada has to limit the number of visitors most of the summer.
People like to swim around there, which is not particularly safe.
Wiarton looks a lot different in the summer.
You can see the full memorial, which is apparently for multiple Willies.
Willie’s home had a lot less snow, but he didn’t come out to see us.
We got to see his statue though which with all the sun clearly cast a shadow. But prognostication only takes place in February so we’re safe from winter this time, however it is was still pretty chilly outside.
We stopped for a rollercoaster on the way out of town.
And said goodbye to Snoopy.
Kerri needs selfie practice.
The new baby makes Nneka a big sister.![image_thumb[8]](https://www.kerrimatt.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/New-Big-Sister_12EA5/image_thumb8.png "image_thumb[8]")
She is very curious about this thing that is distracting Mom.
I’m pretty sure that look means “don’t touch the baby”! ![image_thumb[7]](https://www.kerrimatt.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/New-Big-Sister_12EA5/image_thumb7.png "image_thumb[7]")
Sometimes Mom has to keep her in line.
Or give her a bit of attention.
But for the most part she’s being surprisingly patient.
Mom can sometimes even lie down and get some rest.
Without having to keep an eye on both of her little ones.
