We left really early today since Tanja has an event on this afternoon. We make sure to pick up a latte for her so she would be ready to go when we get to her house. She knows the way to Belfountain since she has been there many times before. It has been quite a few years since I have been there and I did not go on any trails then.
We follow the Trimble Side Trail along the West Credit River to where it meets the East Credit River at The Forks of the Credit.
Then we cross the bridge at Dominion Street and enjoy the quiet little hamlet of Brimstone. Somebody is selling local honey along the road – just leave the money and go! Amazing that it is possible to do that. I absolutely marvel at people’s trust and honesty!
We follow the main trail into the Forks of the Credit Conservation Area and the climb up to the Cataract Falls via the side trail that leads there. A few years ago I was able to get much closer, but that road has now been closed. Tanja and I have come full circle! We were there this time last year from the opposite direction, but it was not possible to see the falls from there. The only way to see it now is to walk the 6 km that we did today.
We have taken so much time strolling and taking pictures that we decide to take a trail that looks like it is following the river and could possibly be a little shorter. So instead of following the Trimble trail back, we take the “shortcut”. How many times in my life has it proven to NOT be the case!! I should know better… It takes double the amount of time and we are exhausted by the time we came back to the trail. Tanja ends up being late for her appointment as well. So it was a bit of a trial in the end. Mocha was a real champion. He made sure to keep an eye on all of us and keep us together when cell phone reception was not really working. I lost both (brand new) rubber tips from my trekking poles, but we all survived without major incident and friendships still intact.
“When peace, like a river,
attendeth my way,
When sorrows, like seabillows, roll;
Whatever my lot,
thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
It is well (It is well) with my soul (with my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul”
Walking the Walk 
Great Job everyone – despite crawling uphill, sliding down a few times. We did it. All is good – and it is indeed well with my soul. Lots of love to my faithful Bruce Trail Companions.