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Published: December 8th 2020
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Near Pumphouse Theatre After gathering at the
Pumphouse Theatreparking lot, we fifteen walkers were immersed in the crackling, fluttering brown leaves of late fall - both the ones that had fallen onto the grass and those futilely clinging to the trees. Under a full sun, the river reflected vigorous blue, presenting a classic panorama of sky and water. The dappled light over the pathway let us forget the snowy cold of the past two weeks.
Our leader, Nancy, surprised us by moving away from the pathway, leading across 14 Street to watch kids swooping up and around in the
skateboard park. Innumerable times I have driven past the skatepark, but at 60 kmh, only tiny glimpses were possible. On foot, we had fun admiring the twists and tricks executed by people with bodies so much younger than ours. Lifting our eyes, we saw the glorious
Mewata Armory in full view, without the traffic obscuring the street side. All around, tall high-rises punched towards the high white puffy clouds.
Reaching
Prince’s Island, we marvelled at a swan stirring up underwater mud to reach munchy tidbits, accompanied by a muskrat and several coots which took advantage of the buffet. Later as we strolled along the wide path beside
Prince's Island Park
Weir to calm the waters the
Bow River, Linda saw a small beaver posing professionally on a rock. We threaded through dog-walkers and families enjoying this natural treed oasis in the centre of the city. At the eastern-most bridge, we turned back towards our starting-point, filled with the scents of wet leaves, crisp fresh air, and gentle satisfaction.
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Isabel Gibson
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Thanks for the tip
I'll add the Millennium Park to my list of must-do's in Calgary - as a photographer, not a participant. Watching teenage grandchildren, I find it interesting how differently they're "wired": Some are happy readers while others get on their mountain bikes and go out of their way to find slopes to hurtle down.