Homer Watson House & Gallery is certified bicycle-friendly as part of the Ontario By Bike. We have amenities such as secure bike parking, a bike repair kit, access to water and washrooms, and knowledge of local cycling routes.
The Ontario By Bike™ Network certifies and promotes bicycle friendly businesses and cycle tourism in a growing number of regions across Ontario. The Network is open to accommodations, food services, attractions, business areas and cycling related businesses and organizations supporting the development of cycle tourism. The Ontario By Bike™ Network is launched in each region with an informative workshop, after which local businesses may register on-line, at no charge, to participate and ultimately reach the growing number of cycle tourists in Ontario. The Ontario By Bike website is an increasingly popular website and portal for information on cycling in Ontario. The Ontario By Bike™ Network is a project of Transportation Options, a non-profit organization dedicated to fostering sustainable mobility and tourism solutions across Ontario.
Ontario By Bike Network c/o Transportation Options
www.ontariobybike.ca
850 Coxwell Avenue
Toronto, Ontario
M4C 5R1
Homer Watson House & Gallery acknowledges that it is located on the traditional territory of the Attawandaron (Neutral), Anishnaabeg,
and Haudenosaunee peoples; land promised to Six Nations, six miles on each side of the Grand River.
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The Loch Doon area was memorialized in celebrated Scottish poet, Robert Burns piece “Ye banks and braes O’ bonnie Doon”
Ye banks and braes o’ bonny Doon,
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
How can ye chant, ye little birds,
And I sae weary fu’ o’ care?
Thou’lt break my heart, thou warbling bird,
That wantons thro’ the flowering thorn:
Thou minds me o’ departed joys,
Departed, never to return.
Aft hae I rov’d by bonnie Doon,
To see the rose and woodbine twine;
And ilka bird sang o’ its love,
And fondly sae did I o’ mine.
Wi’ lightsome heart I pu’d a rose,
Fu’ sweet upon its thorny tree;
And my fause lover stole my rose,
But, ah! he left the thorn wi’ me.