This particular trip stretched from Bean Park in Paris, Ontario to Brantford. Do check out this very interesting link.
Roger, the proprietor of Blue Heron Rafting, is the guy with the hat above.
Here's the truck that hauled the trailer.
The adventurers: Liza (family friend), Chalkie (my sister), Mayette (my other sister), and Judit (Mayette's friend).
All aboard! All outfitted with an adventurous spirit and ready to roll.
This is a geological example of the riverside (Stuff to make the plaster of Paris, hence, the city of Paris is named). There is a stream flowing on top of that rock above the shoreline but too shallow to get a good close-up.
Here's our tour guide and master paddler/steerer, Terry who is Roger's brother, setting up this portable table for our picnic on an island. He states that this table is about 100 years old that's been with his family for generations.
Potluck lunch included egg salad & tuna wraps, grapes, pears, homemade pastries & squares. To drink: roasted coconut juice, ginger ale or water.
We passed by the Brant Conservation Area camping ground with a few people still have their trailers & tents up. (it closes in the winter.)
With the Brantford Golf & Country Club in the horizon, our trip was completed.
After we retrieved my car, we continued our adventure (on foot) downtown Paris to shop.
So, a Fall morning on an inflatable raft , a friendly tour guide with a sense of humor while one sits back & enjoy what nature has to offer, to be entertained with bits of local history & moments of heart thumping water-maneuvering paddling... a picnic on a deserted island in the middle of the Grand River....what else can one ask for?




