First things first, this is what Wikipedia has to say about The Bruce Trail:
The Bruce Trail is a hiking trail in southern Ontario, Canada, from the Niagara River to the tip of Tobermory, Ontario. The main trail is more than 890 km (550 mi) long and there are over 400 km (250 mi) of associated side trails. The trail mostly follows the edge of the Niagara Escarpment, one of the thirteen UNESCO World Biosphere Reserves in Canada. The land the trail traverses is owned by the Government of Ontario, local municipalities, local conservation authorities, private landowners, and the Bruce Trail Conservancy (BTC). The Bruce Trail is the oldest and longest marked hiking trail in Canada. Its name is linked to the Bruce Peninsula and Bruce County, through which the trail runs. The trail is named after the county, which was named after James Bruce, 8th Earl of Elgin who was Governor General of the Province of Canada from 1847 to 1854.
So Now What?
At the suggestion of a good friend of mine I’ve decided to document my descent into the complete and utter madness that is section hiking The Bruce Trail. This won’t come close to resembling a highly romanticized travel log. This will be chock-full of honesty (often too much) from someone that views themselves as an Unlikely Hiker. If you’re here expecting any sort of beautiful, florid language I’ve got bad news for you, pal, you’ll find none of that here.
This page will act as a hub of sorts that will connect to pages that themselves will be singular, long-winded breakdowns of a given section of trail I’ve completed. These will include dates, distances, time it took me to hike a given stretch, and my charming commentary. Said charming commentary will probably contain bad language, bad puns, incredible feats of self-deprecation, terrible life advice, brutal truths about the times I wanted to give up so I could shame eat donuts at home, and maybe a haiku or dissertation.