Category: Awesome Attractions

  • Ridge Island Groves – Haines City, Florida

    Ridge Island Groves – Haines City, Florida

    Today, I stumbled upon one of Florida’s most unique and captivating destinations: Ridge Island Groves!  Imagine a sunny paradise with citrus trees stretching as far as the eye can see – where you’ll find me immersed in the vibrant hues of fresh oranges and grapefruits.

    This charming spot, owned and operated by the wonderful Ritch family, is a paradise for those who love to explore new flavours!  Their promise of “Fresh Florida Citrus” was evident in every corner.  As I stroll by the orchards, the sweetest Navel oranges surround me.  The aroma of these ripe fruits is so enticing that it makes me want to break into a bit of a rubber duck dance!

    Step into their adorable farm store and an explosion of citrusy aromas will greet you. 

    The shelves are stacked with colourful jars of homemade jams and jellies that would make anyone’s taste buds leap for joy.  My faves?  The sweet orange marmalade and the tangy grapefruit jelly – are perfect for spreading on breakfast toast.

    Now, let’s splash into the juicy side of things!  Ridge Island Groves has a wide range of fresh-squeezed juices that are the real deal.  From classic orange juice to a refreshing citrus medley, every gulp is like a ray of sunshine!  These juices are delicious and packed with essential nutrients and surely complete a quacking great breakfast!

    Remember to grab a bag of citrus goodies on your way out—your taste buds and health will thank you.  Many choices make it challenging to narrow down, but a duck can only carry so much. 

    I chose a variety to stage a little taste test at home with my humans: Honeybell orange, Navel orange, Red Navel orange, Honey tangerine, white grapefruit, and pomelo.  My humans were mixed on their favourite, but everyone loved the flavour of the pomelo and ate it so fast that I did not get time to add to the picture.

    But wait, the most exciting treat of all is their homemade ice cream!  Picture this: creamy scoops infused with fresh fruit flavours served as sweet summer nostalgia.  The orange creamsicle flavour?  It takes me back to sunny afternoons with my duck pals, quacking happily on the porch.  Families gather, laughter ringing in the air as each scoop brings smiles.

    Let’s not overlook the exceptional staff at Ridge Island Groves!  They’re more than just employees; they’re a family, welcoming every guest with open arms and genuine joy.  Whether picking the juiciest fruits, serving delicious ice cream, or sharing the farm’s rich history, they ensure everyone feels like they belong to this unique community. 

    Ridge Island Groves isn’t just a farm; it’s a lively gathering place for friends, families, and, of course, rubber ducks like me!  With every season that passes, this enchanting spot continues to grow, showcasing the very best of Florida’s agricultural wonder and fostering a sense of community that makes everyone feel included and part of something special. 

    So head down and experience the richness of this citrus paradise—I guarantee it’ll make your heart sing and your taste buds dance!  Quack-tastic memories await!

    NEVER MISS A

  • Historic District – St. Augustine, Florida

    Historic District – St. Augustine, Florida

    Today, I embarked on a delightful adventure in the charming streets of St. Augustine, Florida!  From my cozy perch in my human backpack, I was excited to explore the oldest city in the United States.

    As we arrived, I was immediately captivated by the stunning Spanish architecture surrounding us. 

    The historic Castillo de San Marcos, with its formidable walls and scenic views of Matanzas Bay, was a highlight!  My human even let me sit on the parapets for a photo—talk about a quack-tastic view!

    Next, we waddled down the cobblestone streets of the Old Town, where I admired the quaint shops and vibrant colours of the buildings.  The smell of fresh fudge wafted through the air, and I wished I could indulge.  But what I did get to do was become a pirate!  Even if just for a quick picture.

    We stumbled upon the famous Fountain of Youth Archaeological Park.  My human tossed a penny in for good luck, and I couldn’t help but wonder if a splash of water might grant me eternal youth (or at least a good scrub!).  We explored the lush gardens and even learned about the indigenous Timucua people—what a rich history!

    With its rich history and charming atmosphere, St. Augustine has undoubtedly earned a spot in my rubber heart.  I can’t wait to tell all my bath-time friends about my quacking good time here!  Until next time, St. Augustine!

    Never Miss a

  • Castillo de Sans Marcos – St. Augustine, Florida

    Castillo de Sans Marcos – St. Augustine, Florida

    Today was splashtastic as I paddled my way to St. Augustine, Florida!  Can you believe I got to see the historic Castillo de San Marcos?  Just imagine me bobbing about on the gentle waves of the Matanzas River, gazing at that massive fortress standing proud against the bright blue sky.  Those coquina walls looked so inviting; they practically called my name!

    Let me tell you, Castillo San Marcos is not just any old fort; it’s one of the most incredible national parks in the Sunshine State!  This magnificent structure was built way back in the 17th century, starting in 1672, by the clever Spanish to keep their empire safe from nosy neighbours.  They had to deal with the British, pirates, and who knows what else!

    The fort has a remarkable history of resilience.  In 1702, the British attempted to attack, but to no avail.  They couldn’t breach those impenetrable walls, not even when they set the city ablaze!  This is a fort with some serious street cred!  Subsequent attacks in 1728 and 1740 were just as fruitless—those Brits must’ve been so frustrated!

    After a whirlwind of history, Florida became a British colony in 1763.  This place has seen many changes; it’s like a soap opera!  During the Revolutionary War, the Castillo transformed into a military prison and held three signers of the Declaration of Independence within its walls.  Can you imagine the stories they must have shared?

    I felt a bit awestruck by the impressive row of cannons and the fascinating history of weaponry that played a vital role in protecting this significant piece of land.

    When Florida returned to Spain in 1784, the Castillo was renamed Fort Marion in honour of a revolutionary hero.  By 1822, Florida had permanently become under the domain of the United States, and in a heartwarming twist, it returned to its original name, Castillo de San Marcos, in 1942! 

    Now, let’s talk about the vibes!  The fort was buzzing with families snapping photos, and I couldn’t help but chuckle as little ones posed with their rubber duckies!  I, of course, had the best view!  Peeking through those narrow windows, I imagined the brave soldiers who once stood sentinel, watching the glimmering waters.  The ramparts offered stunning views of the coastline and sailboats gliding along, and oh, how I wished for a ride!  But alas, I’m just a duck!

    This stronghold has seen over 315 years of history, and here I was—a little rubber duck soaking it all in.

    When I returned to my cozy little pond, I couldn’t wait to regale my bath toy buddies with tales of my day at Castillo de San Marcos!  I might be a quacking duck, but now I’m carrying a treasure trove of history.  Quack-tastic, right?

    Never Miss A

  • Bridge of Lions – St. Augustine, Florida

    Bridge of Lions – St. Augustine, Florida

    Hey there, adventure seekers!  It’s Bob here, paddling through the magical waters of St. Augustine, Florida—where the past dances with the present like the waves doing the cha-cha all around me!  Today, I’m right by the iconic Bridge of Lions, this fantastic drawbridge that whisks visitors from the city’s lively streets to the sun-kissed shores of Anastasia Island, all while crossing the sparkling Matanzas Bay.

    Now, let me set the scene!  Picture this: a duo of majestic marble lion statues stand guard over the bridge, looking like they’ve just stepped out of an Italian Renaissance painting!  These royal guardians, replicas of Florence’s famous Medici lions, have been watching since the bridge opened its doors in 1927.  They’ve had their share of adventures, too—after a bit of a makeover and some relocation drama, they roared back to their posts in March 2011, ready to oversee one of the most picturesque spots in the nation’s oldest city, famously known as “The Most Beautiful Bridge in Dixie.” Talk about a lion’s share of the glory!

    What I love most about this bridge is how it fuses beauty and functions like a finely tuned ukulele.  It’s a hotspot for duck-hoppers like me, with lush palm trees, charming gazebos, and a cool new dock extending into the bay, perfect for catching a sunset or just soaking up the vibes.  And here’s the kicker—every hour and half hour, from 7 AM to 6 PM, the bridge raises its arms in a grand theatrical display for passing boats.  Just picture it—a pirate ship gliding through as the lions look on with their stoic gaze! 

    Speaking of pirates, I had a moment of panic when I saw one coming through!  My little heart raced and I nearly quacked my pants, thinking, “Oh no!  The pirates are taking over!” But fear not!  The Black Raven is a pirate ship designed for live performances.  Phew!  I dodged a close one there.

    As I drift along, the air is filled with laughter and the magical sounds of storytelling.  Families come together, sharing moments as precious as gold, all while surrounded by the charm of this historic site.  There’s something heartwarming about the way people connect here, turning the Bridge of Lions into not just a crossing but a symbol of unity echoing the rich heritage of St. Augustine.

    As the sun dips low, painting the sky in glorious shades of gold and rose, I can’t help but feel thankful.  This isn’t just a stunning bridge; it’s a treasured icon of St. Augustine, woven into the vibrant tapestry of the city’s story.  I feel beyond lucky to soak it all in!

    Never Miss A

  • Fort Clinch – Fernandina Beach, Florida

    Fort Clinch – Fernandina Beach, Florida

    Hey there, fellow adventurers!  Bobber Duck here, floating your way from Fernandina Beach, Florida, where I’ve just paddled past the magnificent Fort Clinch!  This historic gem is perched on the island’s North End, and let me tell you, it’s a quacker of a place!

    Imagine this: a pre-Civil War fortress, built in the 19th century, standing tall and proud amidst 1121 acres of breathtaking nature.  With sandy beaches stretching over a mile, it’s a perfect spot for a relaxing day in the sun, with eagles and ospreys soaring above.  Keep your eyes peeled for the local wildlife. 

    Now, what’s remarkable is the backstory of this fort.  It all began in 1736 when the first fortifications were set down, but the real magic happened in 1847 when construction on Fort Clinch kicked off.  It was like a giant sandcastle, but made of stone and brick!  Sadly, the fort wasn’t finished when the Civil War rolled around, and they hadn’t even put cannons in place.  Just imagine—a fort ready for action but still a little shy!

    Fast forward to 1898, when the Spanish-American War turned Fort Clinch into a bustling barracks and ammo depot.  With some fortifications added, it was all hands on deck!  But wouldn’t you know it, the action fizzled out, and poor ol’ Fort Clinch was left cooling its heels (or walls) once again.

    But that’s not all!  In 1935, some visionary individuals recognized the significance of this place and transformed it into one of Florida’s first state parks.  Thanks to the dedicated efforts of the Civilian Conservation Corps during the Great Depression, the fort received a much-needed makeover, preserving its historical charm for future generations to enjoy!

    Today, it’s a delightful place for visitors to explore.  From bastions and guard rooms to kitchens and a blacksmith shop, every nook and cranny of this fort echoes with history.  The fort has been meticulously restored, with period furnishings and interactive exhibits that bring the past to life.  And the best part?  Friendly volunteers and rangers are ready to share all the juicy tales of bravery and battles within these walls!

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    So, if you’re ever near Fernandina Beach, why not plan a visit to Fort Clinch?  You’ll get a splash of history and nature all in one quacktastic visit!  Until next time, keep floating and exploring, my friends!

    NEVER MISS A

  • National Corvette Museum – Bowling Green, Kentucky

    National Corvette Museum – Bowling Green, Kentucky

    Bob here, reporting from my egg-citing adventure at the National Corvette Museum in Bowling Green, Kentucky!  As a duck with a serious flair for shiny things and high-speed thrills, I couldn’t resist paddling over to dive into the dazzling world of America’s favourite sports car!

    As soon as I waddled into that vibrant lobby, I was greeted with bells, whistles, and the cheerful honking of horns!  It was a celebration fit for a Corvette superstar—a lucky new owner was picking up their sparkling blue ride right in the museum, not at the factory across the street.  What a grand entrance!  Everyone gathered around, clapping and cheering as the thrilled owner cruised off in their shiny pride and joy.  I felt like I was in the spotlight of this high-speed celebration!

    Once I floated into the main halls of the museum, my rubbery eyes widened with joy.  Corvettes galore glimmered like jewels from every decade!  Oh, my ducky goodness; each model was shinier than a freshly polished chrome finish! 

    Car enthusiasts buzzed around like bees in a flower patch, and their excitement was utterly contagious—this was one quack-tastic spectacle for a rubber duck like me!

    The museum takes visitors on a thrilling ride through Corvette history, with everything from incredible design prototypes to legendary models.  And boy, did I find a couple of faves that made my feathers ruffle joyfully!

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    Let’s dive right into the star of my show—the infamous ‘Ugly Duckling’ Corvette (officially known as the Corvette XP819 from 1964).  Talk about a unique design!  With its pointed nose and long tail, this beauty didn’t quite make it to the production line, but I love the unique and unconventional.  The ‘Ugly Duckling’ is a proud symbol of the Corvette’s history of daring to be different! 

    This quirky gem even influenced the striking 1968 Corvette.  If you squint just right, you might see some family resemblance between us—both champions of individuality!

    Then there was the show-stopper: a bright red 1961 Corvette from country superstar Brad Paisley’s collection!  Oh, that car had me quacking with delight!  It was impeccably restored, showcasing its iconic design and rich history—talk about a splashtastic sight!  The chrome accents shined under the lights and the interior.  It was simply stunning, with luxurious leather seats that added character.  Brad loves that car so much that even his tour bus is painted to match!

    As I waddled around, I marvelled at the precise craftsmanship and rich details—this car was not just metal and rubber; it was a piece of Brad’s personal history, a testament to his love for cars and the open road.  The exhibit captured that passion, weaving a tale that resonated deeply with fans and car enthusiasts alike.

    With interactive exhibits bringing Corvette history to life, I became excited as I learned about its rich racing legacy and groundbreaking innovations. 

    Did you know Corvettes are affectionately dubbed America’s sports car?  As a duck who prides himself on floating in style, I flapped my wings with pride!

    And let’s not forget about the gift shop—oh boy, what a treasure trove!  I searched high and low for rubber duckies without any luck, but I did manage to snag a Matchbox Corvette to cuddle in my wings!  It’s the perfect souvenir to remember my quack-tastic time!  Even without my ducky finds, the shop was brimming with Corvette memorabilia, ensuring my adventure was well-documented!

    If you’re a car lover, a history buff, or enjoy quirky attractions, the National Corvette Museum is an absolute must-see!  And don’t forget to show some love to the Ugly Duckling Corvette—it’s bursting with character and charm! 

    Quack-tastic memories await, and I can’t wait to hear about your adventures!  Let’s keep the fun splashing!

    NEVER MISS A

  • Speedworld Indoor Kart Track – Winnipeg, Manitoba

    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! 

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    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

  • St. Bonafice Neighbourhood – Winnipeg, Manitoba

    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

  • The Historic Forks – Winnipeg, Manitoba

    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!

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    Whether you’re hunting for thrilling adventures, tasty treats, or a splash of history, this place has something for every duck and human alike.

    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

  • Esplanade Riel Bridge – Winnipeg, Manitoba

    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