This past Sunday Zach, Gussy and I headed to Tobermory in hopes of finding snow and some picturesque landscapes to photograph – a rather spur of the moment and short lived trip, but honestly, I didn’t think I would make it up to Tobermory this year, so it was a very welcome trip, no less. If you’ve been a long time reader, than you know I annually camp in the Bruce Peninsula and always make a stop in Tobermory. However, this past Summer, because of Gus’ back surgery I wasn’t able to make it up there for camping, which left me feeling like I had a pretty lackluster Summer. And while it’s been a couple years since I stepped foot on Flower Pot Island (praise that glorious place), I was able to see it, way in the distance, from the tower we climbed, that uncharacteristically made me feel a little nervous, which I’m hoping doesn’t mean I have developed a fear of heights.