Dad, my Auntie Mary and I headed up to the Lake of the Mountain in a bit of an around-about way, but that was okay.  We had a wonderful lunch (Dad’s treat), but I failed to get one of the waiters to snap a photograph of the three of us.  I think that this is a beautiful piece of landscape, with an interesting physical story.  I love coming here.

I remember, first, visiting the Lake on the Mountain the summer that my sister got married.  I’ve also enjoyed a lunch at the very same restaurant with my dear friends, John and David.

The Lake on the Mountain will be starting to bottle their wonderful beers in the autumn; they are presently just sold by the keg.  I had a Reuben sandwich along with an IPA dark and it was a delicious pairing.

Good to see that my Auntie Mary is colouring in her colouring books!  Loved seeing her!  Thanks for the lunch, Dad!