Exploring the Tragic Past of an Abandoned Farm

It was a glorious autumn day back in 2007. The Muskoka foliage was a painter’s palette of brilliant colors and the sun cast a warm glow over the forests.
Our car turned off of Fraserburg onto Taylor Line Road, which quickly became little more than a track cut through imposing wilderness.
Perhaps well traveled during the pioneer era of a century ago, it was now enclosed by trees, well rutted, and clearly prone to wash out during spring thaws. But traveling down this road was like driving back in time.
Though obscured by foliage, signs of pioneer inhabitation were everywhere: here a sagging home, there a lone gatepost at the end of an overgrown drive, and over there a marker dedicated to the memory of a long-lost church.
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