Niagara Falls were absolutely nothing like I expected. I'd pictured them before we arrived, majestic in the midst of a great expanse of nothing. The third largest waterfalls in the world were wild and raw in my imagination, surrounded by untouched landscapes and greenery.
The decks of the boat were soaking as we boarded, giving us a hint as to what was to come! As the boat moved off, cameras were quickly slipped into the sandwich bags we'd brought along to avoid water damage.
Poncho or not, we all got absolutely soaked. The boat hesitated in front of the falls for a few moments before backing away and heading back down the river.
After popping back to the campsite to set up our tents, we came back to see the falls by night.
don't try this at home kids!)
It was a short but sweet visit to Niagara and the day marked the start of our tour of Canada's Eastern cities including Toronto, Montreal, Ottawa and Quebec before finally crossing the border and heading to New York. With only a week to go, the trip was fast coming to an end but there was still a hell of a lot to do. And my goodness, a lot we did...