"Please give me food. NOW."The sly fox turned out to be the only other soul in the park the 2 days we stayed there. Although there was definite evidence of bigger creatures wandering the park. Killarney is a place where I grew up. Every summer for as long as I can remember has included some time at Killarney with some major or minor event that impacted us Brampton Cheadles and the friends/family that came with us. Like the little guy from New York that said Ornch juice and the time Graeme and I repelled down that cliff (ok big rock). The first time I jumped off the biggest peak into George Lake and the time Graeme and I made it to the Silver Peak. Phil coming up there and our adventure with the Lesbians and the time I invited 2 different girls up and they both came!
Fox gets the asparagus
This time was different. Not just because for the first time it was November, and all the deciduous trees had no leaves, and there was a sprinkle of snow on the ground. What Graeme and I experienced was complete isolation, and it was kinda surreal. we were busy and cold enough to not think about it too much but we were the only two in the park, the place that was always full of people, noise, action... was now deserted. Like a town that enjoyed the hustle and bustle of an era past that now sits silent and rustic and calm. but not entirely empty. Maybe it was the familiarity. Maybe it was the fact that Killarney is a part of us even when we're not there, and we were returning the favour. Or, maybe it was the fox.
In any case, if I do not see Killarney for some time, it was good being there in the winter (and for free, but only having wet wood to build fires makes for smokey nights) and I will cherish it among all the Killarney memories.
