My fabulous vacation to the Howard’s Deer Lake in Canada is coming to a close. On one hand, I hate to be leaving so soon, but on the other, I can’t wait to get home to my kitties. That sounds like crazy-cat lady talk, I know, but I hate leaving them home alone for so long.

How about I share images from my trip in today’s post?

You’d like that! Yay, here we go.

Seriously, this is the only photo I really need to post. So GORGEOUS! Kim woke up early last Friday morning and caught the full moon over Deer Lake. Absolutely Stunning!

We visited a variety of markets during my visit, here are my favorite images.

On another day we drove into Montreal and visited the Marché Jean-Talon.

After one afternoon of being out for the morning, we came home to find that two birds had flown into the sliding glass doors along the back of the house.

I’m in Carlsbad, CA at my timeshare this week with Marissa and my cousin, Michelle Lorts. Michelle and I drove over on Saturday and picked up Marissa, who flew in from Austin, TX.

This is the view from our balcony. Not too shabby. We’ve had a wonderful, relaxing, and cool week thus far. Not missing the 110+ degree AZ days one single bit!

Here are Michelle and Marissa out in the front of the resort under an African tulip tree. Isn’t it gorgeous?

But the real news I have to share is the amazing deal I got on wine at Von’s (Safeway in AZ) grocery store. We went in to buy some orange juice and a couple of bottles of Michelle’s favorite Sauvignon Blanc, Brancott Estate. When we strolled down the wine aisles, we immediately noticed that all the wine was on sale with yellow tags on every shelf. The Brancott was regularly $13.99 a bottle and was on sale for $9.99. Sweet! Michelle grabbed 2 bottles.

Then I looked a little farther down the aisle and saw a couple of red tags among all the yellow. Upon further inspection, I saw that the Robert Mondavi Oakville Fum Blanc which was regularly $34.99 a bottle was on clearance for ….. wait for it…

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Our last night before joining the land-tour group was spent in Germany, in the resort town of Garmisch-Partenkirchen.

On the way there, from Munich, we stopped at Ettal Abbey, a beautiful Benedictine monastery.

One thing I noticed was that the monastery gift-shop sold not only wine but also beer. It was a pretty great gift-shop!

We stayed at Hotel Zugspitze, which is named after the highest Alps peak in Germany.

I really wanted to take the cog-wheel cable up to the peak, but at 49.50 euro per person (about $126 total) … on second thought… no thanks!

I can just image how packed this sweet hotel must be during the popular ski season.

Just as in Oberammergau, many of the buildings are covered in beautiful frescoes.

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… from Illinois and Wisconsin.

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I am returning to posting about our magical trip to Paul and Kim Howard’s vacation home in Canada’s province of Quebec. A couple of days between posts were needed to format and compile all the photos required for the telling of this wonderful history…

In the mid-50’s Paul’s paternal grandfather either won the Deer Lake property in a card game or purchased it… or maybe a little of both… I was never quite clear on that matter.

Deer Lake includes about 600 acres, the crystal clear Deer Lake, cottages, bunkhouses, sheds, garages, a mountain with a shrine on top (a future post will be dedicated to that), and so much more.

When we arrived, we were welcomed by a full rainbow…

… and later in the week – by a baby snapping turtle!

Paul’s father was an only child, so the property was passed down to him. Paul is the third of five children – so now the property belongs to him and his siblings.

Deer Lake was won/purchased from a Mr. Coon. When Paul and his family first started coming to Deer Lake, the Coon Cottage was the only residence. That cottage is now gone, all that remains from the structure is a stone fireplace. They call the area where the cottage once sat, The Grove. There is a lovely little creek that runs through it. Under the dock that still juts out into the lake, lives an otter. One day, while Dave and I were exploring the area, Dave saw the otter! Sadly, I did not.

In the first couple years, 1956-57, Paul’s family would stay at The Seigniory Club of La Petite-Nation; now known as Fairmont Le Chateau Montebello. The Chateau sits on a vast property spanning an area of 65,000 acres, including 70 lakes. We visited the Chateau, which is also called the “Log Castle”. Makes sense, when it was built in 1930, it was the largest log structure in the world. The original three buildings are constructed of more than 10,000 red cedar logs from British Columbia, and 500,000 hand-split cedar shakes for the roof.

I read that The Old Faithful Inn in Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming is now the largest log structure in the world. After checking out photos of the Inn, I have to say they are both places I’d love to stay someday.

Beginning in about 1958, Paul’s family would stay at Coon Cottage, that is until 1962 when Paul’s grandparents built The Lake House …

and the Boy’s Bunk House.

The Lake House has a large living room, and several bedrooms, each with its own bath, a galley kitchen plus a butler’s pantry.

Plus a large basement/garage and a few secret places that look dark and musty.

The dock and hammocks are two of the best features of The Lake House. It’s where we spent most of our afternoons. Below, Terry is in the hammock, while Barb, Kim, and Dave are coming up the hill from the dock.

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Dave never left the grounds of the Four Seasons Resort Hualalai during our four day stay. He loves laying out in the sun, swimming, and reading by the pool.

The “adults only” Palm Grove Pool was just steps from our patio door. His idea of the perfect oasis.

That’s our room, lower level, on the far right.

I did spend a little time out there, my heavily sunscreen-lathered feet are a testament to that! The pool, cruel harsh sun and all, was hard to resist, it was so quiet and relaxing.

Especially if you have fruity cocktails on hand! Yes, the cocktails helped lure me out there.

Other times, while Dave was sunning himself, I was inside, formatting photos and writing blog posts…

…or outside exploring the property.

This is a Grey Francolin. They are everywhere! With babies! Loved them.

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Our last night in Hilo, the night we went on the tailbone-damaging Lava Ocean boat right, we were too dirty, wet, and in pain to go out to dinner. Instead we stopped at Safeway and picked up wine, cheese, and crackers.  Then we spent the evening in our room.

After breakfast, the next morning, we loaded up the car and headed back to Kailua-Kona and the west side of the island for the final four days of our Hawaiian vacation.

It’s a whole different ballgame when you’re repacking your bags for a 2-hour “road trip” than it is when you’re packing your bags for an ocean-crossing plane ride. In other words, just toss everything together. Nowhere as carefully or neatly as you normally would when traveling.

When we pulled up to the front of the Four Seasons Resort Hualalai at Historic Ka’upulehu, a bellhop was immediately there to assist us. He encouraged us to just head on into the lobby and he would take care of our bags. Our car was packed as if we were relatives from The Beverly Hillbillies. I’m talking used napkins, the little boxes from the Advil and Aleve, and even the doughnut cushion box, all just tossed into the back seat. A discouraging mess for such a nice place. We may as well have been the Clampetts clan pulling up in from of the Drysdal’s palatial home.

I was busy grabbing my computer bag, the Safeway paper bag with the remaining dinner from the night before, the beach bag, my purse, and my doughnut cushion. At the same time Dave was struggling to get out of the car with his computer bag and his cane.

We looked ridiculous as we stumbled into the gorgeous lobby – where a handsome gentleman with outstretched arms – held out leis to elegantly drape around our necks.

Timothy was our host. He led us to a pretty sitting area, pre-set with refreshing cold scented towels, snacks, and Mai Tais to sip on as we went through the check-in process.

As you may have already deducted, this was our first time staying at a luxurious Four Seasons Resort. At least now – I am privy to the knowledge – the Four Seasons is far too dignified and classy to have guests stand at a registration desk while checking in!

Unfortunately, instead of fully enjoying the relaxing process, I felt like a fool with all my bags and my Clampett-family ways.

Although I must say, my beautiful flower lei, Dave’s Kukui nut lei, and the Mai Tai did help take the sting off of my foolishness… more than a wee bit.

After the painless registration, the bellhop, Haku, came over and retrieved all my bags and set them on the golf cart. We loaded ourselves on as well, cane and doughnut in hand. On the way to our room, Haku gave us a tour and some recent history of the property.

We learned that after the ferocious tsunami, spawned by one of the largest earthquakes ever recorded, slammed Japan’s eastern coast on March 11, 2011, the west side of Hawaii’s Big Island had about 12 hours notice that a tsunami would hit their shores.

Understandably, because the aftermath in Japan was so catastrophic and so many lives lost, with over 15,000 confirmed dead, the severity of damage to Hawaii went largely unreported. Although, mercifully, no one on Hawaii died, flooding and property damage were extensive in Kailua-Kona on the Big Island.

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For our time on the east side of the Big Island, we stayed at The Palms Cliff House Inn, a B&B just north of Hilo.

Sunrise comes up early on the east side.

As do the Gold Dust Day Geckos.

How cute are these guys?!?

We enjoyed our breakfast on a lovely patio overlooking the bay. After breakfast, the first day, we explored the volcanoes and the tropical forests.

Including another tree tunnel – so gorgeous!

The east side is the tropical side of the Big Island and it receives over 125-inches of rain a year.

Hilo is said to still be old-style Hawaii – where the native Hawaiians live. More relaxed and much less touristy than the west side, where all the beaches and resorts are.

I can see that. I loved Hilo, but then again, I’m not a beach, white sands, sun and fun sort of person. There aren’t as many beaches on this side, the shoreline is often difficult to access. But it is so much more beautiful!

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I feel in love when we landed at the Kona International Airport.  It is the most charming airport I’ve ever been to. “Airport” and “Charming” – now that’s an oxymoron!

You step off the plane, down the stairs from the plane and onto the tarmac – like the good old days – it’s as if you’ve stepped into another world.

It almost made flying fun. I say almost, because by the time we arrived back home, we’d been on nine different flights, this was #5 of the nine.

But this particular airport, I could fly into and out of over and over. The relaxed attitude and the wonderful tiki hut-style buildings makes me smile.

Once we had our rental car, we began our drive on Highway 19 (Queen Kaahumanu Highway) from the west side of the island, up along the north side, and down to Hilo on the east side.

The first thing that you notice when you’ve left the airport is the desolate black lava landscape. I was amazed at how barren the land looked, almost nothing but lava flows. Most of the lava flows are from the last eruptions of Mt. Hualalai, in 1800 and 1801.

A few miles down the road you run into what I’d have to call lava graffiti. Thankfully, there is no paint involved.

Instead, white stones are used to write and make pictures on the roadside lava deposits. The white really stands against the dark black lava. At first I didn’t like it, but after several miles of more of the same, it began to grow on me.

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