Welcome to Meaford

Well, we finally have internet after waiting for 5 days for it to work!   So I can welcome you to Meaford.  Our new home is 25 minutes straight north of the old one, in the town of Meaford, a town of something over 5000 population on the shores of Georgian Bay.  It's certainly going to be different living in town, and on a tiny lot rather than our 2.5 acres in the country.  But we're looking forward to it.

I'm not the type to post pictures of the house; to me it's just a "base of operations".  With a tiny lot, I'll be out exploring elsewhere every day.  But this is the view out back from the chair where I sit with my morning coffee reading blogs, over the Meaford Golf Course.  I'm sure it will be interesting to watch it change with the seasons.

And I will show you our red front door, since its reputation seems to have preceded us, at least among our friends here - as in "Just look for the house with the red door".  We like to think it portrays a sense of adventure!

And we will be getting some sunsets here. This photo was taken 100 feet out on the golf course behind the house the other night.  Expect to see more.

But what attracts me about Meaford, after our friends, is the landscape.  Above all, we're on Georgian Bay, and I anticipate spending lots of time along the waterfront.  You'll probably get tired of pictures of the bay.  This was last Friday.

The geology of the area is interesting, and I'll be trying to learn more about it.  These are the claybanks just east of town where we went paddling this summer.  You'll can also hike in to the top of the slope.

It's the Bighead River that flows into Meaford harbour, and Trout Hollow Trail extends along both sides of the river.  Trout Hollow was the location of a sawmill in the mid-1800's, where the peripatetic John Muir spent 2 years working (in between his botanical explorations).  I'm certainly going to be spending more time here.  This is the view that Muir would have had out the front of the cabin he stayed in during his time in Canada.

Finally, I was down at the harbour today in between errands, and spotted this Jolly Roger pirate flag.  A good omen for our new life here I thought.  Hope you'll continue joining me.