My Watermark is the Ottawa River, Ontario.

It has ran through my life. Sweet memories of paddling on it and fishing with my dad. Memories of the log booms, yearly on the river. My first little home was one house away… so evenings were spent watching the sunset on the river and paddling in the middle of the channel. This includes paddling home from Georgian Bay (solo) and arriving at Westboro Beach. It has been always calling me “home”.