Deerhurst

This past weekend was spent at the Deerhurst Resort in Huntsville, Ontario. Two hours north of Toronto, the town is just starting to see spring - buds just beginning to emerge on trees, though some spring flowers are in bloom.

On Friday evening, in the midst of a severe thunderstorm, I took the camera onto the Pavilion Terrace overlooking Sunset Bay, and Peninsula Lake just beyond. I stood underneath a sheltered area and took a few photos, and while the camera managed to capture the night scenery, I wish I’d had my videocamera to capture the sound of the rain and the thunder and lightning in the distance.

No camera, though, is able to capture the overwhelming scent of cedar only concentrated by the rain. I was the only person who was outside on such a night taking photographs, but I could have stayed on the terrace much longer had I not needed to be elsewhere.

If you’ve ever seen the 1987 film, “Dirty Dancing,” standing outside at Deerhurst Friday night reminded me of the Catskills resort featured in the film. (One half expected to see Johnny and Baby!)

A tiring three days, but of course we did manage to get through with the help of wine in the evenings and Shelley’s chocolate mint martinis mid-afternoon.

And youth counsellors and EpiPens will never be looked upon the same way again…