Monday, June 17, 2019

Family Photos 2019.

A Walk-About in Hamilton, aka Beer Tour.

["A Time to Reflect"]

My two sons and I are making an effort to get together on occasion to indulge in one of our several favourite hobbies, i.e., taking beer tours in not-so-far-away places.

Last November we visited Toronto for a long weekend (including my grandson Jack in the operation) and walked to a goodly, refreshing number of well-known and up-and-coming breweries. And two months ago sons David, Paul and I visited Hamilton for a lovely walk-about that included stops at excellent brew pubs and restaurants... and more.

There are more details about our travels than I could add here in a week. So, below, I will drop in a few of my favourite photos from Hamilton with illuminating captions under the heading "You Really Should Go and Test the Waters!":

"You Really Should Go and Test the Waters! (and New Beers)"

Paul (left) and Gord outside Collective Arts Brewery


David (left) and Paul walking to Merit Brewery on St. James North.


Inside Merit Brewery






We located "The Brain" on St. James, north of Merit Brewery.

Soon we were inside enjoying fine beer list.

"Noodle Me" and fine lunch is opposite Merit Brewery (mid-left)


Brux House was an easy walk from our accommodations.




Much to enjoy inside Collective Arts.

And more pints and samples to taste at Fairweathers,
one block from Grain and Grit.


Enjoying time with the boys?

Oh yeah! Cheers!!

Please link to Family Photos 1949

Photos GH

Monday, June 10, 2019

Fourth Ride 2019.

Port Bruce, Natch.


Photo Files related to Port Bruce grow deeper by the year. What is it about a certain place that causes photo records to pile up to the sky?










Could it be the sky itself? Or because a place where the land meets the sea (and where the sea meets the sky) is so bright and clear that I stop looking at my watch and become a patient observer of stark beauty? Or....?

Whatever the answer I am certain I will return another 1,000 times or more.

Could it be the BLT? The Key Lime ice cream?

Please link to First Ride 2019.

Photos GH

Monday, May 20, 2019

First Ride 2019.

One Month Later than 2018.

Port Bruce is still my favourite destination.

Spring weather in 2019, so far, has not been co-operating with motorcyclists. Raise your hand if you agree.

Yesterday, while eating my first BLT of the riding season at The Corner View - steps away from the north shore of Lake Erie - I reviewed notes in my riding journal. My first ride last year was a full month earlier than this year. Admittedly, the reason is one part bad weather, one part procrastination and one part "busy in the workshop."

But, give me a few months of nice temperatures and I'll likely make up for lost time.

 I head for the back of the line at Corner View Restaurant.

 Free parking near the north shore.

Not sure what kind of fish this is! Little feet are still visible!

The bike - 1994 Yamaha Virago 1100cc - rode like a charm. Almost knows the way to Port Bruce by itself. Gas prices are higher this year but I still get consistent gas mileage, 2.5 trips to The Bruce per tank. I was pretty happy when it started right up on Sunday morning... a good sign.

I had a good walk about and took 50 - 60 photos of my favourite channel, pier and shoreline. The BLT was top rate (priced the same as last year... bonus!) and the back roads were as clean as a whisker, except for one sauntering racoon on the highway south of Belmont. Rascal!

On the way home I stopped at a usual pitstop, i.e., a small bridge about 200 metres off the highway just south of Mapleton. I didn't spot my friend Mr. Snapping Turtle but I did see a weird fish - some type of bottom feeder - with four wee legs still attached to its body. 

I was home by 2:15, and out for a 7-mile walk/jog by 2:30.

More about that will soon be posted at "The GREAT Canadian Comeback", another blog of mine.

Cheers.

Please link to The Workshop


Photos GH

Monday, November 19, 2018

First World Problems (1).

The House Isn't on Fire!!

[Photo: Where there's smoke, there might be burnt raisins]

For those keeping track of first world problems, allow me to add one more.

The fire alarm in our kitchen frequently goes off - scaring the socks off me! - while I'm standing over the toaster... waiting, waiting. And after getting my wits (and socks) back I grab a towel and wave it frantically back and forth under the blasted alarm before a host of firemen come stormin' through the front door.

I can hear them say, "Toast! We drove across town because of toast? Now, get out there on the front lawn in your pajamas. That oughtta teach ya!"

But it wasn't my toast that set things off this morning, it was burnt raisins - from my wife's raisin and walnut buns. A wee pile of them had fallen to the bottom of the toaster over the last few weeks, along with what looks like croutons and granola. 

While the alarm wailed I flapped my towel and realized it's high time I clean out the tray under the toaster. And while doing so I thought, first world problem. 

How often do fire alarms - set off by toaster or toaster-oven residue - result in house calls? I bet it's a stat, a 'thing', a thing of frustration. 

I think it should be on the list.
  
I could throw the stuff onto my driveway. Good traction!

Please link to Small Pleasures 7.

Photos GH

Monday, October 1, 2018

Motorcycle Friday Pt. 1.

Cool, Windy, and a Seasonal BLT.

[Photo: Expert gulls fighting a stiff breeze]

Company was expected to arrive at my front porch by 2PM, said a note on the dining room table.

I glanced at my watch, morning coffee in hand. 830AM. 

If I leave by 10 I can be home by 1:30, I thought.






I was gone by 9:45, parked beside the channel at 11, and noticed right off the bat that gulls were fighting the same stiff breeze I had while travelling on my motorcycle toward Port Bruce.

BLT and coffee at noon. Last shots taken while sitting beside the channel.


And I was back home in time to meet my son and grandson at the door.

Please link to Enhanced Port Bruce

Photos GH

Thursday, September 20, 2018

Enhanced Port Bruce

iMac Helps Me Turn Blue.

 Photo: Last Sunday, on north shore of Lake Erie.

Port Bruce is a humble lake-side retreat for a very, very slowly-growing number of Canadians. And that's the way I like it.

The water's edge is gravelly and occasionally I have to exit the water by crawling on hands and knees. And that's the way I like it.

 "Come on in. The bright blue water's fine!"

Sometimes I press the "enhance" button on my iMac's iPhoto software program and the colours jump from normal to brighter or darker or both. And that's the way I like it. 

After a short swim on Sunday I ordered "the usual, please". BLT, can of sodee-pop, followed by dessert - Raspberry and Truffles ice cream. And that's the way I like it.

Big lake. Small, humble boat.

The beach is partly covered by long grass. The pier is short and sweet. The channel wall is often host to a healthy gull population. I can walk around snapping pictures and not worry about crowds, busy traffic or nuisance noises. 

That's the way I like it.

More trips to Port Bruce and lovely Lake Erie to follow.

And maybe a visit to St. Marys as well, for an old-timer I know. : )


Photos by GH