Places and Spaces

Stories and trip reports about the places and spaces where we get outside, go explore and do stuff.

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    A Cabin In The Woods: Glamping at Arrowhead Provincial Park

    Some people call it glamping. Some call it crazy. We called spending a very cold, winter weekend at Arrowhead Provincial Park a little slice of awesome. Our appetites for a cold-weather get-away grew after we spent nearly a week in a yurt at Killarney Provincial Park last year. That trip was awesome, but we decided to move up on the luxury scale for our 2015 winter trip. After seeing stunning photos of Arrowhead’s skating trail we thought renting one of the parks five cabins would be a fun, new experience that provides some creature comforts while allowing us to be a part of everything the park had to offer, even…

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    A little bit of fishing at Robert Edmondson Conservation Area, Halton

    We had a quick “glamping” get-away at the Toronto West KOA which gave us a great opportunity to do some exploring at two different Halton Conservation parks in one day. Yes! Two parks in one day! Living on the doorstep of these awesome parks for a couple of nights meant that our Saturday could be spent quickly moving between conservation areas and taking advantage of Halton’s “One fee, Seven parks” deal. That’s right, you pay one entrance fee at any of the parks and you have in and out privileges at all seven Halton conservation parks that day. The first day of our getaway marked the opening day of Ontario…

  • Outdoor Lifestyle,  Places and Spaces

    That Time We Almost Quit Camping Forever

    I was looking through some pictures the other day, remembering our camping trips over the years. Flipping through my snaps was a sentimental journey. There’s Killbear back in ’06  – Emma’s very first camping trip. There’s our first trip to Grundy Lake in ’08 – the one that got us hooked on one of our favourite parks.  And there’s our first time in Killarney with Emma…. Wait a minute. That trip.  Killarney, 2009. That’s the one where we almost quit camping forever. Yes. You read that right.  We almost quit camping forever because of an ill-fated trip to Killarney Provincial Park. Can you believe it? No more camping. No Sometimes Eventful Blog. Or Facebook…

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    Hiking The Bruce: A weekend trip into Bruce Peninsula National Park’s Backcountry

    What do you do when your kid has a sleepover at a friend’s house? You seize the moment, grab your gear and check a goal off of your bucket list! Disclaimer: Yes. The child was left behind for this adventure. She had NO interest in this escapade. None. Nada. Zip.  Sure, we are an outdoor family who loves to do stuff together. But sometimes an outdoors Mom and Dad need to just get there without the kid – especially when the activity is something that kid really doesn’t want to do.  Alex, Hope the Wonder Dog and I recently took advantage of Emma’s busy social schedule and backpacked a challenging 3.4 km…

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    Lessons Learned: Tips for winter yurt camping in Killarney Provincial Park

    When we started planning our first-ever Killarney yurt trip, we had a lot of questions. We’re experienced campers, but we had never done it in the winter and we knew when it’s really cold, there are a few unique logistics you need to consider.   To get ready for the trip we read a lot of blogs, watched some cool You Tube videos, read the information available from Ontario Parks and the Friends of Killarney websites and sent some e-mails directly to the folks at Killarney.  But there were still unanswered questions.  So, we made a few assumptions and crossed our fingers as we packed our bags. As it turns…

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    New Experiences: Go lie on the lake

    On the coldest night of our Killarney yurt camping adventure, we took a little night hike to George Lake to try an idea we got from an article written by well-know Canadian outdoorsman Kevin Callan.  As we walked through the forest from our yurt, we could hear the trees popping and cracking with the cold, joining the rhythmic crunch of snow under our boots.  It was eerie to walk through the forest feeling completely alone in the park. There were no other campfires that night and if there was any light or movement from the neighbouring yurts, we didn’t see it. When we got to the lake we walked on the…