a peek inside the fishbowl

Lordy lor’. Ottawans will right kill each other for a little bit of sweet stuff.

We went to Fulton’s sugar bush on Sunday. SUNDAY! Yes. The First Sunday of Sun and Warm Temperatures. So you can imagine what that was like.

Once good weather hits, everyone (and I’m including myself of course) goes totally crazy. And with good reason. It’s sunny! And warm! And we don’t have to stay cooped up in our homes!

So let’s get back to Sunday. We got up early and were there by 10:30 or so. It turns out that half of Ottawa had the exact same idea.

The lineup for the restaurant was an hour long. It was us, and about 200 other people.

Thankfully, the weather was good and I didn’t mind waiting.

This is what the fuss was all about:

I know it doesn’t look like much, but what you’re not seeing here is the heavy drizzling of fresh run maple syrup. MMmmmm.

The best part of Fulton’s by far, is the trail. It’s an easy 30 minute walk through the sugar bush. You can actually hear the sap running.

What’s interesting is that we were practically the only ones on this trail. What is wrong with people? You walk away from the crowd and within two minutes you’re all alone. It’s just you and the sun, the snow and the sap. Pure heaven. Who wouldn’t like a bit of that?

Sometimes you even had to duck under the sap lines. It was the world’s best game of limbo.

As we were leaving Fulton’s we noticed that the parking lot was totally full and cars were parked about 1 km down the country road. And to think had gone early.

I wondered how many pancakes they flipped that day.

On the way homeward we stopped in pretty little Pakenham to get some fries from the chip truck and explore the old stone bridge. Apparently it’s the only one of its kind in North America. We all thought this was pretty cool.

What a great way to spend a springy Sunday in Ottawa.