I awoke to the sound of young coyotes howling in the morning. To me it was a good sign that wildlife was comfortable in the suburbs of such a sprawling place as Mississauga. David, Vivasvan, and Adisvar from Michigan, and I spent the night at the home of an outstanding couple, Dharma and Manasi. From there we went to meet Fernando and Victor for an additional stretch on the Bruce Trail. We anticipated a mere eight kilometres, which under normal circumstances, could take three hours on a usual and serious up and down trail.
We, however, were surprised to find flat terrain within the escarpment when we trailed through. After a steep climb on metal stairs at Kimberly Lane, and then the usual rough stuff, the trail levelled off to be what we imagined was a former rail line. It was a nice change. With weather perfect at 20° C, many nature lovers were out. https://www.instagram.com/p/B1D1pvrApu6/?igshid=v7gfi0f3ph4d
At intervals, we found some nice stops overlooking Hamilton Harbour, the city below and even the Toronto skyline in the distance. Our walking team was wrapped-up in conversation, with periods of absorption in the green around us, and with natural walls of limestone at our sides. They were the breaks that we hoped for, whether we were from Detroit or Toronto.
Wildlife was limited within our view but signs of its presence provided the notion that we were not alone in the bush. A skunk had done its usual territorial thing, leaving an aroma not far off from the scent of a fresh open bottle of mustard seed oil.