This week, I set out to explore the fall colors near my area, starting with a search for scenic spots around Toronto. Rouge Hill had been on my list ever since I first saw it last year on my way to an interview. Even now, when I pass by on my commute, I admire the vibrant fall palette of reds, yellows, and oranges mixed with the greens.
Rouge Hill, located in southeastern Scarborough along Lake Ontario and the Rouge River, is known for its natural charm and the vast Rouge National Urban Park, with trails, wetlands, and woodlands ideal for nature lovers.
The Mast Trail in Rouge National Urban Park gets its name from its historical use during the 18th and 19th centuries, when tall, straight white pines from this area were harvested to make masts for British naval ships. These trees, valued for their height and strength, were cut down and transported to build the masts, hence giving the trail its name as a nod to this unique part of the region's history.
After convincing my friend to join, we packed essentials like water, an umbrella (since weather here is unpredictable), snacks, and books, and headed to the Mast Trail at Rouge Hill, nestled between the outskirts of Scarborough and Pickering. We took the bus and walked 1.2 kilometers to reach our destination, as there are no direct stops nearby.
Once we arrived, we ventured into the enchanting forest on an unpaved path that led to a bridge over the Rouge River. We paused to take in the serene reflections of the trees in the water. Moving further along, we noticed signs warning of deer and bears. Climbing a trail by the river, we found a peaceful spot surrounded by fallen autumn leaves, with a bench perfect for enjoying the view. Nearby, wooden logs lined rustic steps that led higher up the hill.
At the top, we were greeted by tall golden-yellow trees illuminated by sun rays, creating a magical scene. It felt cinematic, with a gentle breeze carrying dried leaves. We continued along, balancing on fallen logs to reach the edge of the hill, where brilliant red maple trees painted the landscape.
As the sun began to set, we decided to head back, descending the trail while soaking in the views. Being a weekday, it was quiet, with only a few people out walking their dogs. Our trek came to an end, but not before capturing plenty of photos and videos to remember the beautiful fall colors at Rouge Hill.
Until next time, stay connected for exploring more such travel spots.
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