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Our hike to Buttermilk Falls, Hamilton, Ontario

A couple of weekends ago, hubby and I decided to ignore our household chores so we could go on an Autumn hike. Where we live in Hamilton, Ontario we are blessed with numerous trails and for being known as the Waterfall Capital of the world.

Now I had only seen Buttermilk Falls from the top at Oak-Knoll Park, so it was decided we would walk down the Red Hill Trail through Upper King’s Forest Park, then hike through the forest and stream to reach the falls (there is no trail to follow). At times the walk was quite treacherous, as you are climbing over fallen trees, up hills, down hills, and over plenty of rocks. Overall though the hike was a lot of fun, and once we reached Buttermilk we were able to stand under the falls.

Here are just a few of the pictures we took:

Autumn Leaves

Upper Kings Forest Park

Cocoa tried to go north, when we had to go west.

Cocoa tried to go north, when we had to go west.

Bear running upstream

Bear running upstream.

Another view of the stream

There was very little water coming from the falls.

Image of the rocky landscape.

The rocky landscape, the entire hike was pretty much like this picture.

Fungi

I love taking pictures of fungi.

We had to take a couple selfie to send to the kids.

We had to take a couple selfie to send to the kids.

Is Matt contemplating, or playing on his phone while he waits for me to catch up.

Is Matt contemplating, or playing on his phone while he waits for me to catch up.

Cocoa walking towards Buttermilk Falls.

Cocoa walking towards Buttermilk Falls. At the top is Oak-Knoll Park.

Standing behind the falls

I am standing behind the falls as I took this picture of Matt.

Matt and the dogs underneath the falls

Matt and the dogs underneath the falls

Looking up from behind the falls

Looking up from behind the falls

Even her sister wouldn’t bring dinner

Hubby and I returned Monday after going on a two-week vacation where we explored Quebec City, the Gaspe Peninsula, Prince Edward Island (PEI), and the Cabot Trail in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, which meant the young man (age 21 in 19 days) and middle child (age 23) had to feed themselves, do laundry, water my garden, pick daily from the garden, water house plants, feed and walk the dogs, pick up the mail and well you get the picture.

The young man easily made pasta for himself (a lot), ate the large lasagna I had frozen for a future family meal, okay, he did share with a friend, well middle child ate a lot of eggs. At one point before a soccer game she was to play with her sister, she sent her the following text, and took a screen shot for mom and dad:

Image of a text message sent from one sister to another.Meanwhile one of the meals we were having, mussels in a lovely wine sauce with cornbread:

Mussels in a lovely wine sauce