On Alex's last day as an only child before the return on his twin brother from a week of overnight camp, we decided to spend some time at the Island.
We started at Hanlan's Point, and walked past the turn off to the clothing optional beach (though not without sharing fond memories and a story at Alex's request), on towards a smaller, more private spot of beach; we all kept our clothes on this time.
We started at Hanlan's Point, and walked past the turn off to the clothing optional beach (though not without sharing fond memories and a story at Alex's request), on towards a smaller, more private spot of beach; we all kept our clothes on this time.
By the water, we ate the tasty but somewhat meager lunch I had packed. We also watched the planes on left downwind in the YTZ circuit overhead, and enjoyed a lesson in stone skipping. After some time, a large group of loud and annoying teenagers descended on our turf, and we hastily made for calmer, more peaceful pastures.
Alex was determined to hit the rides of Centerville... en route we stopped to visit the haunted lighthouse, and also paused at the Franklin Garden, an old favourite!
Alex stopped for a brief chat and an imaginary game of chess with Franklin himself, then hunted around for the rest of the characters in the gardens before moving on to the newly installed Centre Island Maze (thank you, Mr. Meany), which he and Tats conquered rather expeditiously.
Alex stopped for a brief chat and an imaginary game of chess with Franklin himself, then hunted around for the rest of the characters in the gardens before moving on to the newly installed Centre Island Maze (thank you, Mr. Meany), which he and Tats conquered rather expeditiously.
After a few rides, we did a little geocaching at the pier, and then tried our hand at a few "holes" of frisbee golf. It's harder than it looks, kids... we lasted about three baskets before giving up and moving on to the Rectory cafe for dinner (thanks, Rick)!
The ferry ride home afforded us the usual lovely view of the skyline. City side, we paused for a photo op with the late Jack Layton, and then took the GO train home, where we ate popcorn and watched "Searching for Bobby Fisher", complete with chess commentary provided by Rick!
The day after Alex's final "only child" day, we took him to see a musical downtown, and then it was time for reunification with Simon, who had arrived home from camp in our absence, and upon whom Alex visited a heart-felt and lengthy hug!
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