The first thing I noticed was the air.

Not just the clean, pine-tinged scent of the Highlands, but something else – something alive.

I had travelled four hours, burnt out from the usual demands of my career, and now with my bag on one shoulder, I stood in front of the treehouse: a modern and timeless capsule suspended between two sugar maples. 

Barely visible from the isolated road, the Baltic at Fort Treehouse Co. in Minden called to me. The stairs to the off-grid marvel stretched into the trees, upwardly, inviting me in.

Inside, it was Baltic birch ply, warm wood and woven textiles, a minimalistic kitchen and a wall of windows facing tall, ancient pines. Sunlight spilled across the floor. The coffee table adorned with a book titled “Back to the Land”. 

Fitting, I felt. I touched the page as if it might flutter from the breeze reaching high through the maples, gently rocking us in the sunlight as I settled into my elevated experience.

That night, the forest spoke. Its voice soft and soothing.

Wind tapped the glass with long fingers, brushing across the branches and bending through the leaves. I lay atop the loft bed, half-asleep and listening to a language I didn’t understand, but somehow felt in my soul. The treehouse swayed ever so slightly, just enough to remind me that I was off the ground. I drifted to sleep in the presence of something powerful and sacred.

Over the next two days, I ventured into the surrounding townships. There is something sacred about the air in these places. It’s not just what you breathe, it’s what fills you.

At Skyline Park in Haliburton, where the views stretched endlessly and the wind whispered ancient stories through the trees, I watched the birds over Head Lake. They rode thermals in the warm breeze, high and still. 

I imagined what it would be like to move that way – carried only by what was already there. To let the wind take you to those heights, shows a quiet credence to the air. One that is unspoken.

At the Dorset Lookout Tower, I climbed high above the treetops and inhaled deeply. The air here was crisp, clean – almost electric. Lake of Bays sprawled in the distance, with the breeze cascading over its water leaving ripples in its wake. I felt vulnerable at this height yet protected, as if the air was my guardian. I closed my eyes and let the wind humble me, as the tower moved to its rhythm.

Eagles Nest Lookout in Bancroft was like stepping into a sacred conversation with the sky. I stood on ancient rock and let the wind move around me like a living presence. It carried more than just wind; it carried quiet truths.

I felt the air speak to me not in words, but in feeling. The view stretched like a breath held in wonder, and I felt the air not just around me, but within me. In that moment, I wasn’t a visitor – I was part of the story, written in the wind and the sky.

The canopy tour at Haliburton Forest felt like dancing with the very spirt of the air. Up in the canopy, the breeze became a playful companion, weaving through branches and lifting my heart. The wind wasn’t just movement – it was energy, alive and whispering secrets of growth and resiliency. 

As I balanced on swaying bridges, I felt carried by the essence of the forest itself. The air encouraged me to climb higher and truly become part of this living world.

As I left the Highlands, I carried with me more than memories – I now carried the voice of the air. From sweeping views to the tops of the trees, the air spoke to me in silence and motion, in stillness and in flight.  

In the rustle of the leaves, the rush of the wind and the quiet between breaths, we can connect to something sacred. If nature had a voice, it would be the breath of the land itself, telling stories of endurance, belonging and balance. 

Inhaling deeply on my drive home, I realized that I didn’t just breathe in the crisp, clean air in the Highlands – I learned to listen to it – to understand it. 

And in return, it reminded me that I am a part of everything.

Storyteller:

Kendra B

Kendra is an avid outdoor adventurer based in Southwestern Ontario. Full time nurse and teacher, she spends her free time exploring trails, waterfalls and unique accommodations. With her love for photography spanning over two decades, she now enjoys capturing beautiful photos and videos of her time outdoors to share with others.

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