Course:Dyer's Bay
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Dyer's Bay, Ontario is a long stretch of quiet beach near the top of a peninsula on the Georgian Bay side of Lake Huron. It's shore is not of sand, but of smooth stones that gradually elongate into slabs as they inch into the crisp and vibrantly blue waters, waters so clean it makes your jewellery shine after you swim in it.
I've been visiting Dyer's Bay since before I was born. I was carried there in my mother's womb. It is a magical place that feels eternal, full of family memories. It remains a place of healing and creative recharge.
As a kid, my Nana had a trailer about thirty minutes away and we would pack lunches and snacks and spend the day on the long, 6ft. high, concrete dock that jutted out into the water off the shore. We'd lather ourselves with sunscreen. Eat tuna salad sandwiches with pickles. Read. Be too scared to jump off the 6ft concrete dock into the bracing water but doing it anyways. I remember sitting on the dock at night, all the cottages dark, and seeing the infinite Milky Way for the first time. I'd never felt so small.
When I got older, my family would book a big cottage for a week and we'd invite friends. It came to light that my best friend, Sarah, and her family also used to spend time at Dyer's Bay and the two families would join and spend a week together. We'd cook. Rest. Swim. But mostly — laugh.
Every time I go back to Dyer's Bay, it's as if time stops. When I'm there, I feel my body and soul relax. Going there allows me to fully rest, to take a break from the business of being an adult. It allows me to reconnect to myself and my past. I usually come up with an amazing story, song or poem idea and I always feel recharged and inspired to write after returning to the real world.
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