A day at Niagara FallsJuly 17, 2016 • By Kelly Glynn
On a recent trip to the Queen City, the allure of crashing water, colorful rainbows and the use of my passport would be enough to turn a business trip into a sightseeing adventure. I hired a cab from downtown Buffalo and a mere 20 minutes later I arrived in Niagara Falls State Park, the oldest state park in the United States.
I’ve never fancied myself a daredevil, but I’ve always dreamed of–or more likely fantasized about–going over Niagara Falls in a barrel. After momentarily calculating my odds of survival, I cleared my mind and decided that today, my feet would stay grounded. I crossed the Rainbow Bridge pedestrian walkway briefly straddling the United States and Canada for a few scenic shots of the Falls until gusts of wind wreaked havoc on my hair and forced me to bundle up and hurry along my route. Canadian customs gave me the all clear (sadly without a stamp) and a few steps from their perch a breathtaking view of all three waterfalls emerged.
Niagara Falls, a result of glacial activity more than 10,000 years ago, is far better enjoyed on the Canadian side of the border. The vantage point allows tourists to get a clear and direct view of the American Falls, the Bridal Veil Falls and the Horseshoe Falls from an impeccably landscaped path connecting the bridge to restaurants, hotels, shops and a fun assortment of tourist trap booths. Canada has done a great job of creating a booming tourist industry in an area that attracts some 12,000 people annually. It’s all about the view.
Closer to the Falls with an unobstructed view I’m so overcome with emotion that I feel hypnotized. With my vision solely focused on the raging strength of the American falls, I hear nothing but sounds of roaring waves with tornado strength. It’s misty and windy and I am put into a trance. It’s impossible not to feel dizzy yet at peace especially with sunny and clear skies above me. The sight of the Falls is overwhelming, but I am snapped back to reality and away from my daydream when a German tourist taps me for a picture. “Sure,” I say, “If you take mine.”
I continue to admire the view and breathe in the mist and the smell of the spring flowers–red tulips. It’s a Monday and the hordes of tourists are about a month away.
Niagara Falls is a hot spot for international visitors traveling to Toronto and New York as well as honeymooners, families and obviously for spinsters like me who are swayed by natural beauty. On the Canadian side within walking distance to hotels, there are numerous food kiosks filled with ice cream and fudge for lunch and dinner or go local and stop for a donut at Tim Hortons.
I set my sights on lunch at the Skylon Tower, home of the famous revolving dining room. It includes a visit to the Observation Deck with a meal ticket. I recommend skipping the dining room experience unless it’s an extra special occasion but do not miss a visit to the Observation Deck. It provides incredible 360 degree views of the Falls along with a great perspective of the rapids and the split of the Niagara River separating the American and Canadian waterfalls. If an engagement is in the works, it’s windy so make the proposal a quick one and if kids are in tow watch for the time sucking money blowing arcade on the entrance level.
After a leisurely stroll back toward the Rainbow Bridge, I pause briefly to admire the Falls. The mighty power of the waterfalls and the beautiful turquoise color of Lake Ontario with swirling pools of foam force me back into a daydream. I’m taking it all in and then an idea pops into my head. One finals thing to do — I must conquer the Maid of the Mist boat tour.
Covered in a bright blue plastic garbage bag of sorts, I board the Maid of the Mist will full knowledge that I will be soaked but I remind myself the views are worth it. Our boat departs the dock and sails steady as mist wets the deck. In front of the American and Bridal Veil Falls, the current turns aggressive as the volume of water falling from some 100 feet above slams into the pile of boulders at the base.
Our boat inches closer to the Canadian side of the Horseshoe Falls and I feel like I am in a hurricane. Brave passengers not cowering in corners endure a lashing. I move from side to side unable to take my eyes off this wonder but not quite ready to face the deluge. The Maid of the Mist turns away from the Horseshoe Falls and there is a sense of calm and relief among passengers. We have made it. I’m so excited I want to do it again but I am cupping my hands and blowing hot air into them. They hurt. I am grinning from ear to ear. What a ride!
I ended the day with a short trip to Old Fort Niagara about 20 minutes from Niagara Falls in Youngstown, New York. On the shores of Lake Ontario, the fort served as a strategic military post for three countries: France, Great Britain and the United States.
Today, it is a beautifully restored reminder of historic battles. Check out the Fort Niagara Flag, stolen by the British during the War of 1812 and returned to the United States in 1994. Descendants of General Sir Gordon Drummond beautifully preserved the flag at their family home in Scotland. Walk the stunning grounds and go back in time with a live re-enactment. I wanted to carry a musket but I settled for imagining life in the 1800s atop a viewing platform. The sun illuminated Lake Ontario creating dancing flickers of light on it’s clear blue waters and I stopped and thought beauty is all around me.