We all want to write about the great places of North America we’ve enjoyed. Every once in awhile you come across one of those little gems that really doesn’t qualify, but find it so relaxing that it would be a shame not to tell others about it. Fifty Point Conservation Area in Ontario, Canada is one of those places. A fellow Roadtreker friend, Mary Ellen, mentioned to me that her brother had recently been to a Provincial Park that he liked. It was only 30 miles from our Niagara Falls campsite so off we went to explore the park for a one night stay.
As we pulled in we were welcomed by lilac bushes in full bloom throughout the park. My wife found heaven. She literally jumped out from our rig and off she went to the nearest lilac bush to fill her senses with its fragrance. For the rest of our stay, she stopped at each lilac bush and gave each a good sniff and smile. Being a spring allergy kinda guy, the fragrance was just fine back within the rig where I watched. No need for this old hippy to get any closer. As they say, a happy wife is a happy life so I was happy just seeing her enjoying herself.
Fifty Points is on the southwest corner of Lake Ontario. We had never camped on this Lake before so off we went to the lake with our dog. Tucker found black and gray squirrels but best of all, he found the dog beach. Off he went to the water and simply laid down in it as if it was his own bath tub. Then up he went shaking off the water and exploring the beach shoreline. You have to understand that we had been traveling about three weeks and poor Tucker wasn’t getting much quality time. This park gave him his deserved running, hunting and playing time.
Now that the rest of the crew was happy, its only fair that I get my turn. Fishing! They offered free fishing in a pond stocked with rainbow trout and large mouth bass. Dang, I’m glad I found room in our Roadtrek for a breakdown pole and a small tackle box. Off I went for a couple of relaxing hours fishing along the ponds shoreline. I even managed to catch a couple of bass while the prized trout swam by laughing at my feeble attempt to get their attention.
All three of us were already sold on this park as we walked the shoreline when we discovered the attached marina with a nice restaurant. The locals told me the brown trout were hitting like crazy on the lake. Staying one night though didn’t give us the luxury of time to add this to our adventure. Next time!
Yet, we weren’t done.
There were bike pathways so back to the rig we went and unhooked our bikes to explore further. We found Canadians swimming in the icy waters as if it was the middle of summer. I assure you late May is not a time to go swimming in my book, but of course we all know Canadians have ice running in their veins. Or so I’m told.
Eventually our ride took us to a Ball Hockey court within the park with a game in progress. They take hockey seriously here regardless of it being on ice or ground. There was old and young playing side-by-side with an intensity that I typically see in a Stanley Cup. The final score was 6-3 for those that just have to know.
This is not a large park. In fact its fairly small, but it is packed with many things that gave us joy in a previously unexplored piece of Canada. A special thank you goes out to Pete and Joanne Stagg for bringing this great park to our attention. This park has been added to our “must-stop” places when we travel through this area again.