Tomorrow I head to New York City for the fall. The summer is over.

I have a big list of things to get done this fall and I am well rested and ready to go.

To stretch the last bit of greatness out of the summer that was already fantastic I hung with my best friend Rob and his family in Muskoka.

Muskoka remains one of the most special places on earth.

I love Coronado because of the lifestyle. I love Tuscany because time stands still. I love New York because of the energy.

Muskoka is a vibe that is unique. The intensity of browns and the greens in the landscape of rocks, trees and cottages can’t be explained with photos or words. You have to see it.

A great Muskoka summer would be 12 weeks.

If the summers could be stretched 12 weeks I would drop everything to live out the rest of my life here.

Torontonians are lucky to have it just two hours away.