I belong to a super awesome collection of women. We call ourselves Chicks on Lit and gather in a group on Goodreads where we discuss books, first and foremost, but after that just about everything under the sun. This week, they got me started thinking on what I want to do in this life. We started to boldly post our lists.

I don’t have an entire list yet, but definitely started one last weekend. The lady who owned the B&B we stayed in had a wall of hiking trail certificates, saying that she had walked the entirety of this trail or that. One of them was for the Bruce Trail here in Ontario, and I realized then and there that I would love to see Ontario from top to bottom.

The trail starts below Niagara Falls and goes almost straight north – and practically through our backyard! – ending after 885 klicks (that’s Canadian for kilometers) in Tobermory, a peninsula jutting out between Lake Huron and Georgian Bay. Here’s a map!

Probably I’ll be able to drag the family over a few trails here and there but to do the whole thing will probably require some girlfriends when we are all retired and rich. No matter, I’m looking forward to it already!

ps. More blogs of the Chicks are easily found by using the Bunko Blog Webring link in my sidebar. Tell them hello and that I sent ya!

pss. I had a friend in college who insisted on calling all us girls in the group by the nickname of Chick. I hated it for so long. He knew it too. Until one day, I realized that both he and the name held absolutely no deragotory inferences to my inferiority. I was more than allowed to be a girl *and* have brains. Darn straight!

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