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Canoeing in Cootes Paradise

Last weekend my husband and I finally had an opportunity to put everything aside and take the canoe out for a paddle. We are lucky enough to live in a city where Lake Ontario, Hamilton Harbour, and Cootes Paradise are only a 10 to 15 minute drive from home, as long as you hit all the green lights of course.

Cootes Paradise, managed by the Royal Botanical Gardens, is an amazing place for birding, amphibians and reptiles. The marsh is quite large, and a perfect setting for canoeing, kayaking, and fishing. Starting at the Princess Point canoe launch we travelled east along the edge of the marsh, north parallel to the highway, west past Hickory Island, Rat Island, then south before turning east to head towards Cockpit Island eventually ending back at the canoe launch. In total, my husband paddled 7.58 kilometres.

Swan with foot in the air

We thought this swan was quite comical with it’s foot in the air.

Turtles catching some sunlight.

Turtles catching some sunlight.

A heron taking flight

A heron taking flight.

In this part of the marsh, there must have been a hundred swans. It was lovely how they parted allowing us to paddle through the centre of them.

In this part of the marsh, there must have been a hundred swans. It was lovely how they parted allowing us to paddle through the centre of them.

A red-tailed hawk with a dinner.

A red-tailed hawk with a dinner.

Ducks on a log

Ducks on a log.

Crane

A crane.

Comerants in a tree.

Comerants in a tree.

Black Crowned Heron

Black crowned heron.

Belted Kingfisher

Belted Kingfisher

Lily pad flower

The required snapshot of a lily pad flower.

I think the Robin is actually plotting my death

For some silly reason a couple of Robins decided to build their nest atop our backyard gate. Now granted we do have another gate we can use, but if we even go anywhere near, the Robin sounds the alarm! The squeaks or yeeps that come out of its throat are very threatening, and I am concerned that one day, the damn bird is going to dive down, and swat me in the head.

Years ago, a pair of Cardinals that have nested in our backyard for twenty odd years built theirs too close to my clothesline, so every time I went out to hang the laundry I had to continually duck from the Cardinal making a bee-line for me. As much as I may want to remove this nest, and as much as my husband believes Robins are akin to rats, the nest will stay until the eggs have hatched, and the birds have flown the coup.

Nest above our backyard gate

Can you see the nest?

Robin Eggs

First view of her three eggs.

Robin hiding in the tree

The Robin is hiding in the tree as I came too close to snap another picture.

3 new Robin eggs

Still not hatched.