The beach

This is Richard and me at the beach -- we tended to go to the lakes in Gatineau Park pretty much every weekend when we were still at Rideau Terrace. Later, when my folks broke up and Richard and I were living with Mom in Manor Park, Dad would take us to the Gatineaus on a fairly regular basis, though not as frequently as before.

Lake-wise, we had favourites, and these were susceptible to fashion: when we were very small it was Lac Philippe. Later, Lac Lapeche. There were others, too, for example Pink's Lake (sort of a noisy party-place where the fragile eco-system finally got so stressed that park authorities closed the lake to swimming). But the two former are the ones I remember most.