Cottage Culture



Anyone who is friends with anyone who is Canadian will know exactly what I mean when I say my Insta feed is blowing up with cotty pics.  


May 24 - Labour Day = Muskoka










I'm not sure if this is just an Ontario phenomenon or if it's nationwide, but here in the city, it is estimated that 1/3 of our summer is spent driving to the cottage.  That sounds like an awful lot of time, but all of us who do it know that it's probably true.  Thursday and Friday afternoons, all highways headed North are packed out.  Sunday and Monday afternoons, all highways headed South are bumper to bumper.  We hate it but we love it too.  What would summer be without it?



Sunny afternoons on the dock.





Late nights out by the lake, getting covered in so many mosquito bites they start to look like goosebumps.  

 


Black flies.

Horse flies.

Leeches, yum yum.



 








Roasting s'mores in the dark.

 





Frog catching in the pond.







Tadpole hunting.



Canoe flipping.

Ice cream eating.  

Endless summer daze.  





After a weekend in Muskoka, reality just doesn't seem all that appealing.  

 





     

What are your summer traditions?