Another obligatory stop on the tourist trail is the boat ride by the Falls, in which you get drenched with water spraying off the waterfalls. Here, before the deluge, you can see a bird taking off from the water and the skips behind it.
Properly speaking, the river is a strait, connecting Lake Erie, above the Falls with Lake Ontario, below them. This is considered the most dangerous, un-navigable class of rapids.
The bird gives some sense of the scale. The haze is caused by all the water misting into the air.
Niagara-on-the-Lake is also the home of the Shaw Festival and in the evening we saw an extremely good production of Howard Barker’s Victory. I was not previously familiar with Barker and read up on him a bit after the play. While, ultimately, I’m not sold on his reported approach to theatre or what I was able to take away from the play, it was certainly an interesting evening of serious drama, well acted, particularly, I thought, by Martha Burns as the widow Bradshaw. In the intermission we sat briefly in a small garden plaza behind the theatre, bordering a meadow, whence this picture.