Out And About

 Hmmm..... out for a walk along the Don River the other day.

Who says you can't drink the water or eat the fish.

Actually, they are very clever.  "Ohhh...uhhh....those are 'Wetlands'.  Supposed to look like that...."


Uh huh.....

 

Okay, this looks a little better.

 Hmmm...more "Wetlands".

Gotta give credit to all the guys who live down here, though.  And there seems to be a fiar bit of eveidence of them.

Which was another reason I'm glad I went during the day.

For such a large river, amazing how shallow it is.

Here is is about eight inches deep.

Or however wide tires are.  Because that's what's causing those ripples in the background.

But as you meander along, and that's exactly what I was doing, this looks almost like an English country garden.  So they have done a good job of restoring the banks of what was once the Mighty Don.

 

Okay.  So some people just don't want to be helped.

 

Hey, nice beach.  Bring the kids.

Man, this is one long river trail.

 

This must only be three or four inches deep.

But this trail is going on forever.  I'm getting farther and farther from Kansas, too.

Is the sun starting to go down....?

 Escape!

Civilization.

Sort of.....

Hey, the New Real Jerk!  Sort of.....

Actually the real Real Jerk got the boot from this location a while back.

As this once dilapidated area started to trend up (in part because of funky little joints like The Real Jerk), the building owner jerked up the rent.

Too bad -  great Jamaican food.

Luckily it's been turned into exactly what Toronto needs - another Irish pub.

 

And who knew.....

That tucked in the middle of Riverdale is the Royal Canadian Curling Club.

So as we bid adieu to the day - from the murky depths of the Wetlands to the shallow depths of The Mighty Don - Toronto lurks, reminding us we are never really far away from home.

And I knew that.  I was never really scared during the walk.  I told the police I must have pocket dailed 9-1-1.  Those GPS locator thingys really work.