No Ice

Whitemud Ravine sans ice

Whitemud Ravine sans ice

Fairly routine walk in Whitemud Creek Ravine this afternoon. It’s mild, and most – but not all of the ice has disappeared along the trails. Where it hasn’t melted, it’s sticky enough for running shoes. So, goodbye hiking boots for another year. Unless it snows. Which it will.

Up the west hill of the powerline a young guy was taking a whiz against a tree. He actually said hello! I couldn’t reply. First of all, I was appalled at such a public choice of pissoires, and second, why would I exchange a friendly greeting with an idiot who obviously has his hands on his dick? As I walked away, I was disgusted and more than a little disturbed. I made sure he wasn’t following as headed deeper into the woods.

A waterhole Maggie would love

A waterhole Maggie would love

Discovered a lovely little monkey trail beside the boardwalk, and a couple of ducks who I would not have seen if not for my new hidey hole. It will be obscured once the trees foliate, but it was nice to be totally alone for a few minutes. Me, and the ducks. It’s definitely an introvert day.

To the right of the boardwalk-Whitemud Creek. To the left, a new monkey trail.

To the right of the boardwalk-Whitemud Creek. To the left, a new monkey trail.

Mallard and wife at a newly discovered hidey hole

Mallard and wife at a newly discovered hidey hole

Once again, perfectly camouflaged

Once again, perfectly camouflaged

A murder of crow

A murder of crow

2:00 to 4:00/12C

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