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Lion’s Head

Posted on September 4, 2014October 17, 2022 by David Barker

Last weekend, I went to Lion’s Head on the Bruce peninsula which extends out between Lake Huron and Georgian Bay. It’s part of the Niagara escarpment so there are spectacular limestone cliffs along the water’s edge and, of course, the Bruce Trail, winding its way along the summit and, sometimes, down to the water.

Niagara Escarpment at Lion's Head

If you’re a complete chicken like me, you’ll want to stay well back from the edge. Otherwise, you might want to rappel down the face of a cliff.

Rappelling down the face of a cliff

I stayed over for two nights which, for a photographer, means that I got up early on two mornings. On the first morning, I went down to the water’s edge within sight of the harbour. While shooting away from the harbour, I noticed that the light was changing dramatically to my back. I turned around and caught a rainbow arching over the harbour. It almost looks like a protective dome.

Rainbow over Lion's Head

When I wasn’t being rained on, I took long exposures of water washing around the rocks. It creates a kind of misty effect.

Water washing over rock

On the second morning, I started hiking through the woods at six in the morning. These are some of the woods, but not at six in the morning. I couldn’t see what I was doing at six in the morning.

Trees on the Bruce Trail

The reason I got up at six in the morning is that I wanted to make it to McKay’s Harbour by first light and see the wonderful sunrise. There was no sunrise. Everything was grey and bleak. But grey and bleak can be good too.

Near McKay's Harbour on the Bruce Peninsula

As on the earlier morning, I did some long exposures to produce a misty effect. This time, there were clumps of grass mixed in with the rocks.

Early morning by McKay's Harbour
Early morning by McKay's Harbour

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