A very brief post this week, looking back at what might have been the last warm days for a while.
As I write this, the rain is heavy and winds are high, reminding me it is well into fall now, and storm season is upon us. Big waves and high tides with large surges, best observed from a distance. Anyway, back to those warmer days…
Yes, those first few early October days were pleasantly bright and sunny, so we made the most of them by visiting Long Beach several times. Easy walking on long stretches of sand, with a fine choice of logs inviting us to sit and watch the surf.
I love being on this beach, with the dunes, then the trees facing the ocean, and the distant mountains to the north. It’s so unlike anywhere else we know and, rain or shine, is always a delight to visit. Each time we stay a little longer than we planned, surprised at how much time has passed when we pick ourselves up to leave. My theory is the wave action is slightly hypnotic, at least on a calmer day, and you end up forgetting to check the time. Soothing sounds, and I’ve been known to drop off, nodding and drooling. That’ll be the old in OldPlaidCamper. Nothing wrong with that, and with beaches this empty, no witnesses!
Changing tack, I wanted to note a sad day we all knew was coming happened earlier this week, with the passing of Gord Downie. Musician, activist, actor, poet, Gord Downie chronicled Canada in words and music. For the good, the bad, or the bizarre, he loved Canada, and sang from the heart in his quavering, growling, and sometimes slightly fragile voice.
We were lucky enough to catch The Tragically Hip in Calgary on their “We Are the Same” tour. Sometimes, it seemed they were always touring, and there would always be another time if you missed them. You had to see it to believe it watching the band perform – they gave everything. I’ll miss his “requisite strangeness” although he’s left a fine catalogue of work to remember him by, and his mission that Canada should aim high for all Canadians. I’ll leave you this week with one of their songs – and it was so difficult to settle on just one – Wheat Kings – The Tragically Hip
Thanks for reading, and have a wonderful weekend!
7 thoughts on “Logging some beach time…”
The quiet autumn coasts are magical when you walk them or sit meditatively on a drying log. I miss the days when we would spend Thanksgiving holidays on the natural seashore along Cape Fear. You capture the magic of the time and place. Those eagles, rather than noticing an impending nap that’s laced with “drool,” are probably saying, in their avian wisdom, man, that guy’s got his feathers on right. And you know, the tribute to Mr. Downie fits just right. Nice going.
Thank, Walt! Time spent on a shore is usually time well spent, so here’s hoping you’ll be back by an ocean sometime.
Yeah, Gord Downie shuffled off too soon, and will be missed.
Wonderful words and selection of photos that matched the peace and beauty of relaxing and watching the surf and eagles gossiping about the drooling. I was not familiar with Gord Downie prior to seeing a tribute on Hockey Night in Canada earlier this evening and listening to Wheat Kings and with my love of hockey and music and after watching several of the tribute videos and listening to a few more songs, I wonder how I missed learning about the him and The Tragically Hip over the years. As always, thanks for sharing the wonderful beauty and culture of Canada.
Thank you! Yes, Gord Downie will be missed – he often referenced hockey in his songs. If you’re curious about The Tragically Hip, Fully Completely is a good album to start.
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Lovely peaceful post with great photos PC. I agree the beach is hypnotic, always therapeutic. I’m not familiar with Gord Downie but I’m sure many others will be.
Thanks, Miriam! Never time wasted if you can be on a beach!
Gord Downie will be much missed, The Tragically Hip were, unofficially, “Canada’s” band – to the point where people said new immigrants should get one of their albums as part of the welcome to Canada package!
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My home town is a few miles from Bobcaygeon.Love the song!