It’s that time of the year again. Friday afternoon comes along and everyone is busily packing their bags and hitting the road to their cottages. This weekend I went up to my friend Lenny’s cottage in Scugog to celebrate his 26th birthday.
Just an hour and a half drive east from Toronto, you enter into an area of rolling hills, farmer fields and Lake Scugog. You know you’re entering the Greenbelt, well because there are signs that indicate so, but also because you see the geographical phenomenon of gravel, sand and silt formed by glaciers during the last ice age known as the Oak Ridges Moraine.
After an eventful night of drinks and s’mores, we got up early the next day and took the boat out fishing. We didn’t catch anything. But later on in the day we went for a refreshing swim in the lake with the company of Canadian geese, blue herons and frogs.
Needless to say, there are tons to do! There are incredible hiking trails that wind across the Moraine; there are plentiful wildlife to marvel at; and many small shops to visit. And if no one you know has a cottage, there are many bed and breakfasts or resorts you can stay at!