Category: Canada

Little Qualicum Cheeseworks and Farm – Parksville, BC
Hello, friends! It’s me, Bob the rubber ducky, and I’m paddling my way over to one of the most delightful places in Parksville, British Columbia—Little Qualicum Cheeseworks and Farm! Get ready for a quacking good time filled with adorable critters, fascinating learning, and yummy treats!

As I float around the farm, I’m greeted by a flurry of friendly farm animals. First up are my goat pals! Can you believe how playful they are? With their silly frolics and gentle nudges, these goats are ready to charm anyone willing to give them a pet. And let me tell you about the calves—oh my quack! These little bundles of joy will melt your heart as they bounce around with soft, wobbly legs. I can’t pet them myself, being a ducky and all, but watching kids giggle while interacting with these fuzzy friends is a real treat!
Let’s dive into some educational fun at the Mooseum, the farm’s interactive exhibit! If you’ve ever been curious about how milk transforms into delicious cheese, this is the place to be. While I can’t join you in milking the cows (trust me, it’s not my feather!), the exhibits showcase everything from milking history to modern techniques. It’s like stepping into a dairy farmer’s shoes—just without the real heavy lifting!

And don’t get me started on cheese-making! Watching the process as fresh milk turns into creamy cheese is simply delightful. Can you imagine the cheesy wonders that await?

After you’ve soaked in all that knowledge, don’t miss out on a visit to the charming farm store! You’ll find delectable cheeses crafted right on site and a treasure trove of local crafts and goodies. From artisanal cheeses to scrumptious snacks, there’s a little something for every taste bud. My absolute favorite? You guessed it—cheese! I may not have a stomach, but I can dream of indulging in those creamy delights. Just remember, I’ve got to stick to my trusty bathwater!
So, why not float on over to Little Qualicum Cheeseworks and Farm? Whether you’re there to pet the cuddly animals, satisfy your curiosity, or enjoy some tasty local treats, this farm promises a day filled with laughter and fun. Trust me, you won’t want to miss out on this quack-tastic adventure—it’s sure to be the highlight of your trip to Parksville, BC! Until next time, keep paddling and smiling!

Never Miss A
May 2, 2025
St. Anne’s Log Church – Parksville, British Columbia

Hello, friends! It’s Bob the Rubber Duck here, and I’m excited to take you on a delightful journey through time to explore the charming St. Anne’s Log Church in Parksville, British Columbia – a place with a lot of history tucked into its wooden logs!

Nestled in the heart of Parksville, St. Anne’s Log Church is not just any ordinary building; it’s the oldest surviving log church on Vancouver Island! Can you believe it has stood since 1894? That’s older than many of my fellow bath buddies! This charming little church is a testament to the pioneering spirit of the early settlers, who sought a community gathering place during a time when the vastness of the island felt somewhat lonely.

The story begins in 1893, when the spirited Rev. Canon Charles Cooper made his way from England to Canada in search of the perfect spot for a church. After a journey through Victoria, Nanaimo, and Port Alberni, he set his sights on French Creek. With the community’s help and a bit of engineering magic, construction began on April 17, 1894. Imagine the scene: oxen hauling logs and a lively group of settlers working together, all with a dream of a place to worship and gather.

As I float along, I can’t help but admire the craftsmanship that went into the log structure and the details of the church itself. On June 24 of that same year, the walls of St. Anne’s rose up as if reaching for the heavens, and by July 26, the finishing touches were complete, just in time for St. Anne’s Day!

On that beautiful summer day, the church was consecrated by the Rt. Rev. William Perrin, and the respectful sounds of hymns filled the air. Picture a joyful picnic on the grounds, where people who had travelled from afar shared laughter and stories, surrounded by the beauty of the island they now called home. It’s not just a church; it’s a cornerstone of community spirit!

Over the years, the church has undergone some remarkable upgrades while preserving its historical charm. Notable renovations kept St. Anne’s alive and thriving, such as the installation of the bell in 1936 and significant restorations that followed the passage of time. But what truly warms my rubber heart is the fact that it remains a haven for special occasions, just like a cozy bathtub on a rainy day!

With each visit, one can feel the echoes of history – the first wedding in 1896, memorials for pioneers laid to rest, and the community gatherings that have taken place within its walls. As a rubber duck who loves a good story, I cherish the tales of the past that define this lovely church and the people who built it.

So, if you ever find yourself near Parksville, don’t miss the chance to waddle on over to St. Anne’s Log Church. Explore the grounds, soak in the atmosphere, and touch a piece of Vancouver Island’s history. Who knows? You might hear the whispers of Canon Cooper and the early settlers encouraging you to embrace the sense of community that this quaint little church has given to its visitors for over a century.

Until next time, keep splashing through life’s adventures, and don’t forget – history is all around us, waiting to be discovered! Quack quack!

NEVER MISS A

May 2, 2025
Parksville Community Park – Parksville, British Columbia

Hello there! I’m Bob the Rubber Duck, and let me take you on an adventure through the delightful Parksville Community Park on Vancouver Island! I recently floated my way over to this enchanting spot, and I couldn’t wait to share my colourful experience with you!

Nestled by the sparkling Salish Sea, this park is a crown jewel of Parksville, a little slice of paradise just waiting to be explored.

As I waddled along the beautiful shoreline, I watched humans skipping stones across the water, laughter ringing through the air as they created delightful splashes. Oh, how I wished I could join in on the fun, but I was content just bobbing along!

My morning began with a warm cup of coffee—well, not for me, but for my human friends—at one of the cozy sitting areas. The park is dotted with benches that offer a perfect view of the breathtaking landscapes. Sipping their brew, my companions and I took a moment to soak in the beauty around us.

What’s even more impressive is the rich history of this place.

Established in 1963, the park has a charming backstory, including a humble beginning thanks to the efforts of the women from the Parksville Women’s Institute.

Their determination transformed this beautiful waterfront area into the recreational haven it is today. Just beyond the playground, you can almost feel the echoes of history mingling with the breezy air.

As I bounced along the paths, I marvelled at how this park isn’t just a haven for relaxation but also a hub of community spirit. Although the park was serene during my visit, it is not always the case. Throughout the year, it hosts festivals and events that bring residents and visitors together, filling the air with excitement.

A massive shoutout to everyone who frequents the park – the cleanliness is amazing! I guess everyone assures they feed the uniquely painted garbage receptacles….GREAT WORK!

So, whether you’re in the mood for a peaceful day by the water, some fun stone-skipping, or want to people-watch while soaking in the natural beauty, Parksville Community Park is the place to be!

NEVER MISS A

May 2, 2025
White Horse – St. Francis Xavier, Manitoba

Hey there, friends! As a local resident and a frequent visitor to the lovely waters of St. Francois Xavier in Manitoba, I’ve stumbled upon a fascinating tale about a place known as White Horse Plain. So, grab a floating snack and let’s dive into this captivating story!

So, picture this: The year is 1824, and a little hamlet named Grantown is born, just 18 miles west of where I bob along today, which is now known as St. Francois Xavier. This charming spot lies right on the edge of the Canadian prairies, and they say it’s the “Gateway to the West.” It’s got a history thicker than a duck’s layer of rubber!

Long before the settlers arrived, this land was a hub of activity for the Indigenous peoples, especially the Crees, known for their splendid celebrations and gatherings.

But let me tell you about the legend that gives this plain its name. It’s a tale passed down for centuries—way older than me! In the 17th century, the fierce Sioux pushed the Cree further north towards Hudson Bay. The Crees found themselves in a tough spot, fighting for survival and food.

Enter the white men from Hudson Bay, who brought guns for trading! Suddenly, the tables turned! The Crees transformed from desperate to daring, becoming the ultimate warriors, sending the Sioux packing. But don’t think it was peaceful just yet; oh no! The Sioux were still lurking about, making sure to keep an eye on their powerful neighbours.

Then one bright summer in the 1690s, the drama escalated at a camp along the Assiniboine River. The Assiniboine chief had a stunning daughter, and two handsome suitors came to vie for her affection: a Cree chief and a Sioux chief. Both were ready to charm, but the Cree brought along a sensational gift—a magnificent white horse, as pure as freshly fallen snow!

This wasn’t just any horse—it was a “Blanco Diablo,” a renowned breed from Mexico that could outpace anything on the prairie! Can you imagine the excitement? The father of the beautiful daughter was practically quacking in delight!

But hang on; this one has twists just like any good story! A powerful medicine man within the Assiniboine tribe raised a ruckus. He wasn’t too keen on the Cree joining their family tree. “It’s a disgrace!” he yelled. He was determined to stir up trouble, insisting they shouldn’t mix their blood with their foes.

Despite the medicine man’s protests, the wedding plans continued as the Sioux chief was off on a war expedition. But the medicine man had tricks up his sleeve! He secretly sent word to the Sioux chief about the impending marriage. Talk about a plot twist!

On the big day, the Cree chief arrived, dressed up and leading his beautiful white horse, but chaos erupted just when the festivities began! Dust clouds rolled in as the vengeful Sioux chief charged into the scene, warriors in tow!

The Assiniboine chief quickly returned the horse to his new son-in-law and told him to take his new bride and flee to safety. So off they went with the groom galloping on his grey stallion and the bride proudly racing ahead of him on the prized white horse.

I might be a simple floating duck, but I tell you, the tension on that prairie must have been thicker than my rubbery exterior! Cries of excitement and panic filled the air, and I could imagine the wild splashes and reactions as the festivities turned into a showdown!

The Sioux chief was not finished. He wanted the revenge he came for, so he tracked down the newlyweds and shot them off their horses. Legend has it that they were able to catch the grey horse the groom was riding, but the famous white steed ran off, never to be caught.

For many years that followed, now and then, someone would spot this great white horse on the prairie, and thus the area became known as White Horse Plain.

Whether the marriage happened or chaos took the stage, one thing’s for sure: the legend of White Horse Plain is as thrilling as a ride downstream. And isn’t it incredible how stories like mine float along the water, splash through time? Until next time, keep your wings flapping and your tales flowing!

Never Miss a

April 19, 2025
Bothwell Cheese Factory – New Bothwell, Manitoba

Hello, fellow food enthusiasts! Today I’m floating through rural Manitoba, specifically the charming village of New Bothwell. I had the absolute pleasure of waddling into the iconic Bothwell Cheese Factory. Let me tell you, it was a quack-tastic experience filled with rich history and delightful aromas!

Founded in 1936 by Frank Giesbrecht and Bernhard Dueck, this cheese factory started as a minor miracle where local farmers could turn their excess milk into something scrumptious. The early days were a testament to the dedication of the farmers who lugged heavy cans of milk, earning just half a cent per pound, and the workers who endured long shifts in a toasty cheese-making plant. Their dedication is the foundation of the Bothwell Cheese Factory we know today!

Fast forward to the present, and Bothwell has blossomed into one of Canada’s premier cheese makers, still holding that artisan spirit close to its heart. The factory has grown from just three employees to over 60, maintaining its commitment to quality and craftsmanship. It processes an impressive 24,000 to 29,000 kilograms of cheese daily, using 100% fresh local milk from nearby farms. Now that’s cheese-making magic!

As I floated around the delightful cheese shop, my feathery heart filled with joy at the sight of the vast selection. With 25 varieties of cheese—ranging from rich cheddar to unique lactose-free options and even fresh curds—there’s something for every cheese lover. Picture local kids, giggling and running with paper bags full of squeaky cheese curds; I could almost hear their joyous laughter!

Not wanting to miss out, my humans picked up a selection of local goodies. First on the list? The cheese curds! Oh, my quack, they were the perfect texture—squeaky and fresh! I may have indulged just a tad more than I should have (who can resist?) as I soaked up the mouthwatering atmosphere.

Next came the perogies. We couldn’t resist snagging two types: cottage cheese and potato bacon. These extra-large dumplings, once fried to golden perfection, sent me into a flavour frenzy—each bite was a party in my little rubber belly!

And there was more! We grabbed some locally made pasta to elevate our next family dinner into a grand feast.

I hovered anxiously over a jar of sour cherry jam that caught my eye. It wasn’t just jam but a sweet yet tangy creation that danced across my taste buds! Just imagine slathering it on warm artisanal bread—now that’s what I call a treat!

As I drifted back towards the door, I realized that Bothwell Cheese is more than just a factory; it’s a community hub celebrating tradition and innovation. If you ever find yourself in New Bothwell, this cheese factory should top your must-visit list. It’s a quackin’ good time filled with warmth, history, and flavours that will make your taste buds sing!

So, if you’re ever in the area, float on in. Support this wonderful establishment where heritage meets modern-day delights. Until next time, my friends—keep it cheesy!

NEVER MISS A

April 12, 2025
Speedworld Indoor Kart Track – Winnipeg, Manitoba
Hey, thrill-seekers! BOB here, splashing in with wild tales from an epic winter adventure in Winnipeg, Manitoba! Picture this: the air is frosty, the snow is piled high, and while most folks are snuggled up indoors, I’m revved up and ready at the legendary Speed World—where the rubber meets the track, and the excitement is off the charts!

You might be scratching your head, wondering how a cheerful little rubber duck like me ended up at a high-speed go-kart racetrack. Let me take you back to the start! It all began with my buddy Rick and his adrenaline-hungry motorcycle pals, who refuse to let winter slow them down! When the snow blankets the roads, they crank up the fun with meet-ups that spark camaraderie and keep the excitement brewing until spring. And this time? Oh, it was a Go-Kart racing BOBortunity at Speed World—an adrenaline explosion just waiting to happen!

Speed World isn’t just a racetrack; it’s the ultimate playground for speed demons! Since opening its doors in 2004, it has become an electrifying hub for go-kart enthusiasts and thrill-seekers. The place is alive with energy, hosting everything from heart-pounding races to high-stakes league events and even futuristic simulated racing with their cutting-edge Simul8Racing platform! The best part? It’s entirely indoors, so we can unleash our racing dreams even when winter throws its biggest snowballs!

Rick’s excitement was contagious as he paced back and forth, dreaming up plans. “BOB,” he declared with a twinkle in his eye, “tomorrow we’re blasting off to Speed World for indoor racing! Winter can’t hold us back!” I quacked and bobbed with glee, my bright yellow self practically glowing under the garage lights. The anticipation had my tiny rubber heart racing—I couldn’t wait to dive into the action!

Stepping into Speed World was like entering a wonderland of speed! The atmosphere crackled with electric energy as the smell of gasoline and popcorn filled the air. Our motorcycle crew was mingling, ready to trade their bikes for go-karts. The symphony of revving engines, squealing tires, and jubilant laughter surrounded me as the riders suited up, transforming into fierce competitors. I was practically bouncing off the walls with excitement!

The first race was about to launch, and I was lined up, ready to zoom alongside Rick. But—oh no!—I discovered I didn’t meet the height requirements. WHAT?! My rubbery little dreams of racing had to take a backseat.

But I wasn’t going to let that dampen my spirits! I cheered like a wild fan on the sidelines.

WHOOSH! Off they went, engines roaring, adrenaline pumping as they took off like rockets through turns and straightaway zips. I was squeaking my quacks for Rick as he steered toward the front like a champion! He may not have snagged a victory this time, but the thrill of the chase made him feel like a winner!

As race after race unfolded, the excitement soared! Each lap brought new laughter and cheer, making the track a whirlwind of joy! The atmosphere bursts with camaraderie as friends were made and rivalries ignited over daring overtakes and nail-biting near-misses. With every twist and turn, my rubber heart swelled with joy—I was in the middle of the most exhilarating kaleidoscope of speed, happiness, and laughter!
After an epic series of races, our crew gathered for a lively break! The air was thick with giggles, high-fives, and tales of glory as we shared our most thrilling moments. Even with the icy grip of winter outside, the warmth of friendship lit up Speed World, proving that laughter and passion can melt away the coldest days!

I sense another BOBortunity bubbling up at Speed World on a Saturday morning. A little birdie whispered in my ear about a thrilling chance to ride mini motorbikes on the track! It’s the perfect way to shake off that Winnipeg winter chill! So, grab your helmets, rev those tiny engines, and let’s hit the track!

NEVER MISS A
January 21, 2025
St. Bonafice Neighbourhood – Winnipeg, Manitoba

Hello, fellow adventurers! It’s your favourite rubber companion, BOB, paddling back into the spotlight for a thrilling winter escapade in the lively St. Boniface, Winnipeg’s hidden gem! So, fluff up your mittens, find your coziest beanie, and let’s waddle through this sparkling winter wonderland together!

Did you know that long before Winnipeg became the winter playground we cherish today, Indigenous peoples lived on this land along the beautiful Red River? Fast-forward to the early 1800s, when French settlers arrived, seeking adventure and delicious pastries!

The first settlement here in 1818 was like a delightful surprise snowflake, paving the way for the vibrant community of St. Boniface.

Waddling through the twinkling, frosty streets, I could feel the excitement of those early pioneers bustling around! Just picture it—houses, farms, and trading posts springing up, creating a lively hub of French culture filled with colourful festivals, delightful music, and oh-so-scrumptious feasts! I can almost taste the mouthwatering tourtière and fresh baguettes wafting through the crisp winter air!

In 1901, St. Boniface celebrated its official city status, ready to welcome everyone with open flippers! The arrival of the railway added an extra zing, connecting locals to a world of adventure. As I waddled through, I spotted charming historical buildings and lively streets, each holding whispers of days gone by.

But wait—every good story has a twist! As Winnipeg grew in the mid-20th century, St. Boniface embraced change and officially became part of the City of Winnipeg in 1972. Yet fear not! This neighbourhood’s spirit is as strong as a duck on a mission! St. Boniface continues to charm visitors with its distinct culture, being the largest Francophone community in Western Canada.

Upon entering St. Boniface, my little rubber heart danced joyfully! The crisp air was filled with the delightful aroma of baked goodies from local bakeries, which lured me like a shiny object. I couldn’t resist stopping at Le Croissant, where I enjoyed a steaming cup of hot chocolate and a delightfully flaky croissant—heavenly!

With my belly full, I continued my adventure to discover more gems.

A must-visit in the area is the stunning St. Boniface Cathedral. Although the site has been home to missions for over 200 years, the iconic structure was built in 1908. After a catastrophic fire in 1968, the magnificent façade still stands while a new cathedral has been erected immediately behind, a symbol of the resilience of the St. Boniface community. This architectural wonder sparkled against the snowy backdrop even in the winter chill, inviting awe and admiration!

Just outside the cathedral lies the burial site of Louis Riel, a key figure in Manitoba’s history. Once viewed as controversial, he is now celebrated for his contributions, remembered every year during a provincial holiday. His legacy is a testament to Manitoba’s rich and complex history.

As I ventured further into St Boniface, I discovered another architectural treasure: the Precious Blood Roman Catholic Church, a postmodern marvel designed by Étienne Gaboury in 1968. Its unique shape, resembling a tipi, is a striking and fabulous addition to the St. Boniface skyline!

Waddling on, I ventured down Boulevard Provencher, which led me to the river, where a beautiful trail stretches across from the Historic Forks. During winter, the river transforms into a robust playground, allowing me to glide across the ice while families skated and strolled along the scenic path. My rubber heart swelled with joy seeing the community embrace the winter magic of St. Boniface—where every duck is welcomed with flipper-loving warmth!

So, my dear winter wanderers, if you find yourself in Winnipeg this chilly season, don’t miss out on the enchanting St. Boniface! With its rich history and vibrant culture, this charming neighbourhood is a whimsical wonderland waiting to be explored!

NEVER MISS A

January 16, 2025
The Historic Forks – Winnipeg, Manitoba

Quack! Quack! Gather ’round, travel buddies! I’m BOB the Rubber Duck, and we’re about to embark on a dazzling winter escapade at The Forks in Winnipeg! Get your life jackets ready because this vibrant hub of history and adventure is about to dazzle us like a snow globe!

Let’s take a quick dip into history, shall we? The Forks has been a legendary gathering spot for thousands of years! Indigenous peoples first recognized this magical place, using its rivers for fishing, hunting, and trading, all while establishing a deep connection to the land. Fast forward to the late 17th century—cue the fur traders paddling in! The Hudson’s Bay Company and the North West Company turned The Forks into a bustling trade hub. Fast forward again, and boom! The late 20th century transformed this lively space into the cultural playground we all adore today. It’s a sparkling gem of heritage and spirit!

As I waddled into The Forks, the magical winter wonderland greeted me! Snow sprinkled the ground like powdered sugar, and twinkling lights hung from trees like festive stars. The air was fresh and crisp, exciting, just like a candy shop, but without the calories!

One of my absolute favourite winter activities? Skating on the Canopy Rink! Can you imagine? Dancing beneath a canopy of twinkling lights, feeling like I was gliding through a whimsical fairy tale! Sure, I may not have the best skating skills (being a rubber duck has limitations), but that didn’t stop me from cheering on families and friends as they twirled and laughed around me. Go team!

Oh, I had my eyes set on the River Trail! Sadly, my human pals deemed the ice too thin for our expedition. This gorgeous stretch hugs the frozen rivers, offering views that would dazzle even the grumpiest of ducks. Perfect for those brisk winter strolls!

And then there’s The Forks Market—talk about a feast for the senses! As I waddled through, I was enveloped by the fantastic aromas of fresh-baked goodies, savoury cheeses, and local treats that made my rubbery mouth water. The stalls overflow with handmade crafts and unique gifts, perfect for taking a piece of Winnipeg back home. And guess what? I even spotted some fellow rubber ducks hiding in adorable shops, putting a smile on my beak!

Let’s not forget about the Johnston Terminal, a charming historic gem! Inside, you’ll find boutiques, eateries, and cozy cafes, all buzzing with happy vibes. I floated about, marvelling at the mix of old and new architecture while enjoying the scents of cocoa and goodies from nearby vendors. I overheard a group of kids plotting their next grand adventure at the Children’s Museum. How exciting!

Speaking of which, the Children’s Museum! It’s a land of playful wonders and interactive exhibits, but my visit was on Christmas Day, and the doors were locked tight. You win some, you lose some, right? I consoled myself with the delightful sights outside.

Now, if you’re looking for a cozy after-adventure spot, check out The Inn at The Forks—a luxurious oasis among the excitement. Slip into relaxation mode after all the frosty fun!

Today, The Forks is the heartbeat of Winnipeg, especially in winter! It transforms into a festive wonderland with ice sculptures, winter markets, and twinkling holiday lights. Families gather for outdoor shenanigans, and cozy fire pits beckon everyone to share stories under the stars. It’s the perfect fusion of history, community, and merriment, and just thinking about it gives me warm fuzzies all over!

So, if your travels bring you to Winnipeg this winter, don’t just waddle—make a beeline for The Forks! Whether you’re hunting for thrilling adventures, tasty treats, or a splash of history, this place has something for every duck and human alike. Until next time, keep those feathers fluffed and your curiosity soaring!

NEVER MISS A

December 26, 2024
Esplanade Riel Bridge – Winnipeg, Manitoba

What a festive day it was! On Christmas Day 2024, I found myself wandering the streets of Winnipeg, and let me tell you, even with the clouds overhead, a balmy -1°C felt downright cozy—perfect for a bit of holiday adventure!

My adventure began in the charming St. Boniface area, where I floated downtown via the Provencher Bridge. This isn’t just any old bridge; it’s a four-lane wonder that’s a rubber ducky’s dream! It spans the Red River, connecting Winnipeg East to the city’s electrifying heart. Built in 2003, it’s like the superhighway for adventurous ducks, taking over from an old bridge that had seen a whopping 90 years of duck traffic. Impressive, right?

But hold onto your feathers because the real star of my winter wonderland? The mighty Esplanade Riel Bridge! This pedestrian delight opened just a few months after Provencher, and let me tell you, it’s a swaying paradise. I waddled along the suspended walkway, far from the honking cars and smoky fumes, revelling in the rich cultural vibes of Winnipeg.

The idea behind the Esplanade Riel Bridge was all about bridging gaps—literally! The bridge was designed to unite Winnipeg’s Anglo and Franco communities, with its name paying homage to Louis Riel, the Métis co-founder of Manitoba. It’s not just a crossing; it’s a symbol of togetherness! Initially, the plan included a restaurant on the bridge for guests to enjoy a meal with a view—talk about dining with a backdrop! When the bridge opened in 2003, though, that space was surprisingly empty.

Fast-forward to July 2005, when The Salisbury House decided to dive in and turn it into a culinary hotspot. Summer came, and foot traffic was as lively as a duck pond on a sunny day, but once winter rolled in, the guests slipped away faster than I could quack. By 2008, they decided to go seasonal, and by 2013, they floated off the bridge but remain a Manitoba icon throughout the city.

Since then, several other attempts have fluttered in and out: Chez Sophie sur le Pont gave it a shot in 2013 but folded by 2015, and Mon Ami Louis opened in July 2015 only to close its doors in 2020. The *restaurant on a bridge* dream seems more burdensome to pull off than expected!

But don’t worry! The Esplanade Riel Bridge is still a beloved icon! It’s not just a bridge; it’s a fabulous hangout spot for walkers and a paradise for photographers. I mean, come on! It offers breathtaking views of the river, the historic forks, and the impressive Canadian Museum for Human Rights while framing the downtown skyline in the background. Even my rubber self couldn’t resist striking a pose!

The sights from the bridge are nothing short of spectacular. I watched the icy wind tussle my feathers and saw how folks braved the weather. But fear not, my adventure-seeking pals—I plan to return when the summer sun shines bright, the souvenir kiosks buzz with energy, and the bridge is alive with laughter and joy.

NEVER MISS A

December 24, 2024