July 27, 2010

Snips & Snails...

Took Ari and a few of his friends to the cottage. The beauty of a pared back place is that you make your own fun. No silly jetskis and powerboats for the Sommerfelds. No sir.

'Cottage' can mean a lot of different things in Ontario. We're close to Lake Rosseau, where 'cottage' means you bring the maids and the nannies in many cases. There are some spectacular cottages in the area; ours isn't one of them. I took the boys into the town of Rosseau, and as we stood on the lovely public docks, someone pointed out there are boat houses bigger than our cottage. This is quite true. I also don't think they don't spend their evenings playing Who Saw the Mouse Last.

We do have great jumping cliffs on our small lake, which is awesome. I trailed the kids over while they experienced the thrill of launching yourself from over 40 feet, trying to remember to keep your arms at your sides and to scream quietly. Of course the trip down takes mere seconds, and climbing up the rock face takes ages. Even getting out of the water takes some planning. There is a smallish platform rock you haul yourself onto. We call it Razorblade Rock. Yeah.

The boys decided to try tubing one afternoon. We only have canoes. Mother being the invention and all that, they rigged it up and took off. I was on the dock laughing so hard I could barely get these pictures:

I have just been informed this is called 'canubing'.

As I was making notes about future projects (Roz and Gilly, my sisters, are the co-owners), I lamented that we need a deck, a dock and a roof. And more steps on the path. Winter is hard on cottage country. Ari looked up with a brilliant smile. "You know what we really need? A zipline!"

Our cottage is on a hill. You descend a steepish path to the water. It's really lovely, actually. But apparently what we need is a zipline, so that Ari and his friends can step out the front door and zip to the water. Really.

As I tried to ascertain how much the needed repairs might end up totaling, Ari leaned over my shoulder.

"Got the zipline in there?"


Anonymous Anonymous said...

There is nothing that can compare to Muskoka. We do Sauble and the beach is amazing but it can never compare to the feeling of relaxation that a dock in Muskoka gives.

July 27, 2010 9:45 AM  
Blogger OmemeeOzzie said...

Looking at the photographs, I swear I can hear the lead paddler yelling over his shoulder to the kid on the tube, "Feel the breeze!"

My Mum used to have a place off Lake Joe. Compared to the palaces around us, it was a shack. But we had some great weekends up there over the years and always made our own entertainment. For years after, neighbours would still talk about the time we regaled the bay with the Billy Idol version of 'Mony, Mony" -- where a few words were strategically altered -- strictly for shock value, you understand.

July 27, 2010 10:06 AM  
Anonymous Beep said...

I'm with Ari on the zipline! But then, I'm not a real grownup. God, I love the pictures too.

July 27, 2010 12:32 PM  
Anonymous buzzwhack said...

Looks good, we have a nice place on Butternut Bay.Instant access to cold water and perch,No zipline though.

July 27, 2010 1:53 PM  
Blogger OmemeeOzzie said...

We would like to request, in advance, photos of Roz on Ari's zipline -- please and thank you!

July 27, 2010 4:21 PM  

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