The festival was held on King Street, north of Yonge. It's one day only, on Saturday from 10:00 a.m. to 7:00 p.m.. There were over a hundred vendors of various kinds. From butter tarts to birdhouses, you could find it all.
The day was overcast, but still quite hot. The high was over 25C. Still, it didn't deter the crowds from coming out. It was quite busy and we were lucky to find parking on a side street a few blocks away.
We arrived around noon and were surprised to find some of the more popular tarts were already sold out. Some vendors offered samples which we tried and made note of. We walked up and down the street and came back and bought a half dozen tarts each from Grandma O'Reilly (at the Whistle Stop Café) and The Maids' Cottage (with pecans). We couldn't eat much more considering how sweet they were.
We got to the campground by around 3:00 p.m. and set our tents up. After that we decided to go for a hike to the beach. Justin decided to hang around and start the campfire. Though, at first, he couldn't find his axe for making kindling. So he used his kitchen knife to slice bits off a log. He didn't have to do it long. Gabe found his axe sitting on the picnic table. Disaster averted.
The walk to the beach was farther than we anticipated. We took the road out and it really wound around. On the way back we took the Bluff Trail which took us through Wolf Campground. We had to take a few roads back to our Snake site.
We had beef ribs and wings (marinated by Peter) for dinner. Some of it was cooked over the fire as well as the camp stove. Cynara and Jonathan brought corn on the cob and sweet potatoes again too.
After dinner we drove back to the beach to try some night photos. It was semi-overcast, so we didn't get any star shots. I still got some shots with the moon and clouds in the skies that looked all right.
It was windy at night. But, thankfully, not too cold. I had a bit of trouble falling asleep. Not because of anyone's snoring, but possibly because of the flat beer I drank. I thought I'd try it instead of tossing it. Maybe not such a good idea.
Justin took off after breakfast on Sunday. The rest of us went on a hike around Kettle's Lake. Originally we were considering the 14-kilometre Bluff Trail hike, but decided to take an easy. The Kettle's Lake hike was only around 5-kilometres with nice scenery around the lake.
After the hike I hitched a ride with Gabe and Peter while Cynara and Jonathan took her car home. Another nice weekend of camping.
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