Knitters And Hikers

Knitting and hiking - both things I love to do. Since moving to Thornbury though, and despite living amongst some of the best hiking areas in Ontario, I have done far less hiking than in London.

My preference (perhaps because this was the norm in London) is to hike for a couple of hours, have coffee with my hiking friends then head for home. Hikers here, seem to enjoy longer hikes. They start later in the morning, incorporate lunch and make a day of it. I keep paying my membership dues and waiting for someone to organize - 'my type' of hike. That is to say - I have often bitched suggested that instead of the long, time-consuming hikes, we do a two hour hike. To date, no hiker has responded to my suggestion.

So, in true Brenda fashion, I decided to organize my own hikes. Calling them Two Hour Tuesdays, I started with Ingrid. Knowing that she too loves to hike, I asked her to come along on today's inaugural hike. Then, as we were preparing to head for home last Thursday, after knit group, I mentioned it to Wilma as well.

Imagine my surprise, when today, at 9 am, I pulled into the parking lot to see six!!! hikers. Ingrid invited two friends - both knitters. Wilma invited a friend - another knitter. Not one hiker had taken my suggestion, but you can count on knitters. Six, knitting-hikers , or better said, hiking-knitters had a wonderful morning hiking the Trout Hollow Trial in Meaford. Of course, I didn't think to take the camera, so in your mind's eye, I hope you can see the Blood Root, Violets, Fiddleheads and trout fishermen - one with three trout in the net, that we saw.

And now, I still have lots of day before me. I could spring clean the next room on the list. wash some more sweaters, or make the bathrooms sparkle.

Instead, I think I will