One great thing about Kingston is that it is halfway between Toronto and Montreal and not too far from Ottawa. I really like being close to the nation’s capital. Ottawa is by far the easiest to get to, because it isn’t so big and intimidating traffic-wise.
The specific reason for this trip was Jane Goodall. This incredible woman, who just turned 82, travels about 300 days a year, inspiring people with her wonderful spirit, telling them to be kind to animals, each other, and the earth. Instead of slowing down as she gets older, she feels she needs to drive herself ever and ever harder, because she has less time left to get her message out.
Ottawa, outside the Rideau Center, after the lecture. That is the Chateau Laurier.
When I left Kingston on Monday, there was no snow around and the temperature was rising to a more seasonable degree. By the time I passed Portland though, there was a bit of snow about. Yesterday I decided to drive up to Wakefield. I had passed through there briefly nearly 30 years ago, but had heard a lot about it. I fell madly in love with it! Those pictures will probably be tomorrow, but today I will show you photos of the trip there, up through Gatineau. I had wanted to go to Gatineau Park, but it was closed until May 1.
Ooo la la! We must be in the land of the French!
Once I was north of Gatineau, it was lovely. There were many places where it would have been perfect for picture taking, but there was nowhere to pull over. There were snowy showers and moments of sunshine all day–not too many moments of sunshine. It was wonderful to see big hills again. These were the biggest hills I had seen since I left the Rockies behind.