Here's the view from Queenston Heights. At one time much of the park land was owned by my great-grandfather. When my dad and uncle were little, they were hiking up the back of Grandpa's property and ran into a Parks Canada guy staking the top of the hill. It seems the government has never been very good at reading boundary maps. Grandpa sold the land to the park for a tidy sum that supported two generations right into retirement. Whenever we walk along there I think of that story. It's a park rich in Canadian history as well but my thoughts always start with that canny Scot.