Sometimes you need to leave the kids behind.
After spending the past few months working my tail off, it was time for a proper holiday. Josh and I had planned a sailing adventure during which time the sprogs would stay with my folks in Toronto and we’d double back to Gananoque to spend a weekend living on a sailboat. Alas, it wasn’t meant to be. After arriving in Toronto on Saturday afternoon, and lamenting to my brother that we couldn’t go sailing because of scheduling conflicts, he had a fantastic suggestion.
“You should go to Letchworth. It’s close to the cottage and you can borrow my camping gear.”
Yes and yes!
Letchworth has been voted the #1 State Park in the US. Nicknamed the Grand Canyon of the east, it’s a spectacular 14,350 acres along the Genesee River, including an incredible gorge, three major waterfalls, and dozens of trails. The park stretches over 20 miles from end to end, so there’s plenty to see (including millions of years of geological history and thousands of years of native and cultural history in the museum), and we were delighted to discover that while a lot of tourists drive in to check out the spectacular view of the gorge, few actually hike, so we were pretty much alone on the trails.
The camping area is huge, with numerous loops and hundreds of sites. In typical fashion, there were noisy families with kids staying in the sites beside and across from us, but hey, at least we didn’t have to take care of them! We played cards and Yahtzee, made epic camp fires, feasted on barbecue and even made smores (I found gluten free graham-style crackers in Ellicottville!). It was the perfect contrast to the frantic pace that life has been taking of late, and best of all I had no cellular reception.
If only we could have stayed a little longer.