Haliburton Sculpture Garden
I can't say I ever made it to Haliburton proper on my adventure. Yes, I stopped in to have some fish and chips at McKecks Tap and Grill (and I really felt the absence of beer this time, the fish were fantastic and could only have been improved by a better drink), but we were too close to chemo starting, physically too far from home, and I'd seen half a dozen deer in the way into town. I'm crazy, not a lunatic.
The sculpture garden was one of the most magical places I had the good fortune of visiting during the whole of my travels. It's attached to Flemming College at Haliburton and, so long as you can get there, free to explore.
There were several of beavers which I particularly enjoyed, as I love my fat rounds, but I think the stone hemisphere where you could sit in the dark and quiet and humid has left the longest impression on me. I wish I'd written this post quickly, and then again later, periodically.
The Sculpture Garden is with a visit, maybe even a detour visit. I ate at a perfectly good bar and grill, because I came on an off day. You could likely do something more special to match the weird erie, possessed feeling of the place.
More information on the sculpture garden can be found here.