…was my primary purpose for visiting Algonquin Park several days ago. My worries that we may be too early for this year’s color change were quickly put to rest when we set up camp. I could hardly wait to capture the orange, red, and rust leaves that surrounded our site.
We drove Hwy. 60 several times during our stay, from the East Gate to the West Gate, and back… We stopped at lookouts, visited the art center and gallery and toured the Visitor Center with its historic displays. A couple of hikes let us experience the Ontario wilderness that influenced Tom Thomson and the Group of Seven so significantly.
Canoe Lake became our destination twice! On Sunday afternoon we observed countless canoes returning from weekend and day excursions. When we returned the second night to share a picnic dinner the lake was deserted except for a lone loon circumnavigating the bay above and below water.
We rose early to capture the sunrise and tried to find the perfect spot to witness the sunsets. Our time in Algonquin Park, however short, was memorable and worth venturing off the Trans Canada Highway for. I found what I was looking for, my own Autumn’s Garland colors…