Only a place as cool as Tobermory could have gotten me out of bed this morning.

We arrived at half past midnight last night, dog tired, with an infant who figured that since she’d dutifully slept for the four hour drive here, she was now entitled to play and be entertained for the rest of the evening. So morning found us only slightly less red eyed and marginally less irritable than when we’d arrived.

But things quickly got better. We have a lovely hostess at our B&B, Cedars and Birches, who had coffee made and fresh baked scones laid out for us as soon as we reluctantly emerged from our room. Fortified, we toured throught the beautiful new Information Centre for the Bruce and Fathom Five National Parks. It’s really a great facility – perfectly set its environment, spacious and bright inside and full of fun and informative exhibits. It actually got us pumped to explore the park (I know, we’re nerds).

We grabbed lunch at cafe/bar/restaurant A Mermaids Secret, chilling with home made iced teas and mexican food in the hot afternoon sun. Then it was back to the park for a tour of the sandy, dune filled west side of the Bruce at Singing Sands beach. We hunted for orchids, ancient cedars  and insectivorous plants and kept our ears pealed for the tic-tic–tic–tic-ticking  of the Massassauga Rattlesnake (no luck there, so to speak).

A little window shopping and then it was off to dinner at the Grandview Restaurant overlooking Big Tub Harbour. As the sun set, we picked over bacon-wrapped roasted scallops, fresh whitefish and lake trout while the boats and ferries gathered before us at the end of their day’s runs.

It may sound tame, but for us this was a big day – our first solo trip as new parents. We made it through with smiles on, but we are now well and truly pooped. We’ve made Kathleen a bed besides ours into which she’s fallen with only minimal heart-rending tears of rage and we are about to turn out the lights ourselves. It’s 9:30. It’s Friday. It’s over for us.

But only for 8 hours. Tomorrow, we take to the water with a glass boat tour of Fathom Five and some diving. We also check into the highly-touted E’Terra Inn –  a lodge that claims it can offer all the luxuries with none of the eco-guilt.

At this point, if it can give me 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep, I’ll give it 5 stars supposing if the roof caves in and the food gives me cholera.

JM

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