Ten thousand year old archaeological artifacts, a passageway for smugglers, a secret stash of British treasure, a sunken ship, and a sanctuary for artists. Gates Gully (Bellamy Ravine) is a unique and magnificent part of both Toronto's urban wilderness and local history, a place full of legends, legacy and beauty. What more could any four year old (or her dad) want in an afternoon's adventure? While Abbey was at least mildly entertained by the tidbits of history I shared with her at the start of the trail, it was the swarms of Red Admiral butterflies we soon discovered that proved, not surprisingly, to have far greater amusement value. It was the anticipation of such that had actually prompted me to chose Gates Gully for today's hike. Local naturalist, Walter Fisher, had posted some shots of this species that he'd taken in nearby Bluffer's Park only a week earlier, and had mentioned a "massive movement in to the southern Ontario region." I highly recommend checking out Fisher's Picasa Web galleries, not only to enjoy the beautiful photography, but also as an excellent way to stay informed on the comings and goings of Toronto's vibrant but often unseen wildlife. When European settlers began to occupy these lands at the end of the 18th century, Gates Gully continued to serve as a major access route down to the waters of Lake Ontario. Naturally, however, this meant it also served as a notable route up from the lake as well, a fact exploited time and time again by the various soldiers and merchants who plied the waters of Lake Ontario. This is where the smugglers I mentioned at the start of this post enter the picture. Gates Gully offered a great lookout from atop the Bluffs, a convenient beach for boat landings, and a gentle enough incline to make it possible to wheel up cargo by wagon - sort of a Smuggler's Trifecta. During the late 1830's, the ravine experienced a bit of a heyday in this regard as folks looked to avoid the dreaded import tax of "1 and 3" (1 pound, 3 pence), and used it almost nightly to bring in an assortment of merchandise including tea, tobacco and leather. Abbey thought that smugglers sounded a lot like pirates, so the Doris McCarthy trail was graced with a volume of "Arrrrggggh, matey!" as we started our way down towards the lake. The trail shadows Bellamy Ravine Creek, a combination of engineered drainage channel and natural waterway that runs along the bottom of the ravine. The steep surrounding slopes play host to a primarily deciduous forest, and native species like white and yellow birch, American beech, white oak and sugar maple can be spotted with ease. The eastern slopes are reputed to be more aggressively disturbed than their western counterparts, the understory teaming with the usual cast of invasives found in Toronto. But the ravine is also home to a variety of regionally rare plant species, most notably Blue Cohosh, Downy Rye Grass, Thin-leaved Sunflower, Russet Buffaloberry and Hitchcock's Sedge. Surprisingly little can distract a four year old on a quest for an elusive deer - except maybe buried treasure. During a meeting of the York Pioneers Historical Society in November, 1931, Levi E. Annis (once Assistant Commissioner for the Dominion in Great Britain) told a story passed down through the last couple of generations of his family. As the Americans burned and looted our city during the Battle of York (April, 1813), British soldiers staying with the Annis family made their way to Gates Gully and buried all of the money they had on hand. No one knows just how much this was, exactly, but clearly enough to be worth the effort of burying. Apparently, Annis claims, the treasure was never recovered by the soldiers, nor by any treasure hunter (himself included) who went in search of it. The Annis' family were amongst the first non-native Canadians to live in the Bluffs area and were pivotal in blazing a trail at the dawn of the 19th century that would eventually form the foundation of Kingston Road. Their reputation was known far and wide, so much so that Rebel leader William Lyon Mackenzie was said to have hidden out at their homestead while evading Government forces in the year 1837. Being at the center of so much history in the area, I don't find it hard to believe there is at least some truth to the buried treasure myth, but what the truth exactly is I doubt we'll ever know. The first thing we discovered at the bottom was a very large chain link fence severing the trail and preventing any immediate access to the water's edge. The TRCA began their Meadowcliffe Drive Project late last year, a significant and overdue effort to help stabilize the shoreline in this area and defend against the accelerating erosion of our Bluffs. Erosion control efforts in this area were mounted as early as 1986, yet despite this, this area has remained what the TRCA calls one of the "last unprotected sectors of the Scarborough bluffs in the city of Toronto." The fence, however, is doing very little to keep recreational users from exploring the area. Mere seconds after arriving at the end of the trail some cyclists emerged from the bushes to the east and provided us with quick proof of a way around this barrier. The shoreline here is very reminiscent of Tommy Thompson Park, with construction rubble and beach cobble being used to craft a variety of headlands and breakwaters. It's certainly not aiming to be a destination for volleyball or sun tanning, but there is no doubt it will do an outstanding job at helping to preserve what is, in fact, one of the geological marvels of North America. Of the Bluffs, noted geologist A.P. Coleman is believed to have once said "the history of the last million years has been more completely recorded in the deposits in [the Bluffs] than anywhere else in Canada or perhaps the world." Coming from a man who helped redefine Ice Age climatology (see Moore Park Ravine) this is high praise indeed. Ten minutes or so later we started our climb back up the Doris McCarthy trail. Abbey charged us with a renewed quest to find that elusive white-tail deer, which kept us pretty busy along the way. No deer was spotted, but we were rewarded by the antics of some Eastern Chipmunks, glimpses of a hawk soaring back and forth over the ravine, and a visit by a very chatty Red-winged Blackbird. Like many of the natural areas along the Toronto shoreline, Gates Gully is a significant stopover for migratory birds and serves as valuable hunting and nesting grounds for our own domestic populations. Over 100 different species have been spotted and identified in and around Gates Gully including a variety of grebes, warblers, herons, ducks, kinglets, mergansers, hawks, swallows, gulls, woodpeckers and terns. The chorus of chirps and songs we heard along the way certainly testifies to this diversity but, hawk and blackbird aside, they all seemed most content to remain out of view. ![]() Total Distance: Approx. 2.42km Trail Map: Google Earth | Google Maps Start Coordinates: +43°43'50.97" N -79°13'26.82" W End Coordinates: +43°43'50.97" N -79°13'26.82" W (back to the start) |
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