Fish fry

Last Saturday we went to a fish fry in Thornbury, a big fund-raising event for one of the churches there.  They feed 600 people over 3 hours, and they saved a disabled parking spot for us right up front!  The fish was delicious, Lake Erie Pickerel I think.  Sorry, no pictures of that, but we did drop down to the harbour for an hour's dawdling walk afterwards.

The Thornbury harbour is nice to visit because it has a pathway around the bay and river sides, opposite the protected harbour where the sailboats are.  On the bay side these large boulders protect the area from occasional storms.

Did you spot the two kayakers in the first photo above?

Looking east, a photo I've taken several times, you see the ski runs of Blue Mountain.  But can you spot the lighthouse?

Probably not.  It's very tiny even when I use the zoom.  The Nottawasaga Lighthouse sits on an island off the Town of Collingwood.

We were surprised there was only one sailboat out on a beautiful evening with a light breeze.

But there were plenty of fishermen lining the bank of the river.  No-one was catching anything until this fellow caught a big one that bent his rod almost into a half-circle.  You're right, it was one of those rare species, a river log.

Lots of sailboats waiting for their owners across the road in the marina.

Then we headed the opposite direction, out to the Harbourmaster's office, and up on the short breakwater that protects the harbour's entrance.  This Song Sparrow sat there on the wind tattered branches staring at me long enough for a picture.

I'll end with another rare portrait of yours truly, looking a little shaggy these days, but you may notice that I sit up straighter in the chair, as what remaining trunk muscles I have are getting stronger.  Not so much of a bobblehead any more.