Last weekend Soph and I went for a hike with friends. Boobs was in a baseball tournament but even if he was free, I don’t think I could’ve dragged him out of bed. He’s sporty, but not outdoorsy. WTF? Honestly, shouldn’t those two things go together?
Our trail guide was my BFF’s husband, who volunteers for the Bruce Trail Association. He knows everything there is to know about his home trail, from local trivia to “dead man’s finger” (it’s a fungus) Try and stump him. You won’t win. He’ll even catch salamanders with his cat-like reflexes.
It was a warm, wet day. We made our way through the trail and ended up at the Devil’s Punchbowl Conservation Area. It’s an amazing, natural feature. The waterfall wasn’t flowing that day and we were able to walk around at the bottom, but at times it flows from 37 metres high. The devil himself carved this crevice into the rocky Stoney Creek Escarpment long ago. Just kidding, it was formed at the end of the last Ice Age by the rushing torrents of melting ice. Did you know that Hamilton is the waterfall capital of the world?