After the hustle of the big cities and all the activities, Weirs Beach was quite a contrast. A small lakeside town, it is easy to see it packed during mid-summer, but now at the tail end of the warm weather, and with school back, it’s nice and sleepy, which is just perfect.

We’ve kept things pretty quiet, all except E who has flourished with a bit more space to run around and keeps asking to go outside. We are only a few minutes away from the main strip so there are lots of options. There are souvenir shops, a couple of bars/restaurants, some pissy dodgem cars, and a little games arcade.

We did some shopping at a local outlet centre which provided some great bargains, then cruised back via a supermarket to get some supplies for lunches and dinner. One oddity for me – I went to the liquor store to get some beer and wine. I asked the lady where the beer was and she told me I had to go to the supermarket for beer. Funny little differences like this are turning up quite regularly.

One of the activities we heard about was a nearby zip line and high wire adventure, so Deb and I decided to check this out, leaving the vertically challenged E and the vertigo challenged Leanne to hold the fort.

The zip line trek was huge fun, climbing up amongst the tree tops and negotiating various obstacles, then zipping between the trees.

  
There was a clever “monkey paws” mechanism which meant you were clipped on at all times and perfectly safe, but there was still plenty of adrenaline. We had started early so apart from our instructor we were the only ones on the track, making it more fun.

After the zip trek we had an opportunity to try the high ropes course, a big set of challenges and obstacles to clamber around. Some were quite high and somewhat perilous, although the monkey paws were there to help.

 

 
We headed back for a rest after all the excitement, then Deb, Leanne and E took a scenic train ride round the lake. 

 E had a ride on one of the old-school rides at the arcade, then it was time for dinner, 

 We picked a nearby Italian place, which ended up being more like the Monty Python cheese shop – almost anything we ordered was not available. It reached the point of ridiculous when the waitress asked us if we’d like dessert:
– Would you like some dessert?

– hmmm… What are the options?

– Well, you can have strawberry shortcake…

– …

So we gave that a miss. The food we had was quite good but the somewhat limited selection was a bit amusing.

Tomorrow, we head to Boston!