Savour the Season at a Cottage Resort

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Summer days might seem to stretch forever, but fall is just the opposite—the beauty comes from knowing the days are getting shorter, and the leaves are bound to fall. Before they do, though, they go out with a painterly display of colour that pairs perfectly with tranquil hikes, warm sweaters, and cozy cottages.

Don’t miss the chance to get away for the weekend or a mid-week break during nature’s finest hour. We’ve compiled a list of cottage resorts throughout Kawarthas Northumberland that provide a relaxing, rewarding getaway.

Catching the Season Finale: Fall Fishing with Bobby Belmonte

A man holds a largemouth bass towards the camera

Look out across any Kawarthas Northumberland lake this fall, and you may see the silhouette of an angler or two in the distance. It’s not just a visually appealing time of year—the seasonal shift makes a real difference to fish, and to the people trying to catch them. We asked Bobby Belmonte, the owner-operator of 2B Fishing Guiding Service, how his approach changes when the leaves start to turn.

Fall Ales and Trails

A bed of yellow fall leaves in a park

Every beer drinker knows a brew tastes better when you’ve earned it. Preferences also change by season—a crisp lager is never better than in the high heat of summer, and cooler weather makes a rich flavour like porter especially appealing. These fundamentals combine beautifully in Kawarthas Northumberland, where an abundance of hiking trails meets a range of craft breweries. If you’d like to work up a thirst on a trail or bring home a sampler after exploring the region, here are some recommended pairings.

Paddle the Trent-Severn Waterway: Big Island, Pigeon Lake

Canoeist paddles along the Trent-Severn Waterway

One of the uncanniest sensations that canoeing creates in the mind of the paddler is the sense of being so close and yet feeling so far away. Something happens when you feel your weight transferred from the land to the water that tells your whole body and mind that you’ve entered a new realm at that in-between or liminal layer that’s neither air, water nor land. The rules are different here.

The song your paddle sings, whether it’s the rhythmic splash of the bow’s forward stroke, or the ripples and eddies of the stern paddle’s underwater return, helps guide the inveterate paddler to a mysterious realization. Even though you’ve left your dwelling and driven a ways to the put in, somehow, on the water, you’ve arrived – you are home.