spit takes
Busy weekend in the city, with at least 10 official events, fans going wild after Italy's World Cup victory, usual summer happenings, etc.
Naturally, I escaped it all by heading to the Leslie Street spit, aka Tommy Thompson Park.
While I usually explore the spit by bicycle, this time I felt like a quiet walk away from downtown. Being late afternoon, I didn't reach the end, but put in an hour's worth of strolling and photo taking.
Trailers next to the disposal gates. Surprised to see a Bell phone. The park is constructed from a combination of dredging from the harbour, fill from construction projects and the remnants of the peninsula that once linked the Toronto Islands to the mainland.
Perhaps the loneliest turnstile in Toronto. Wonder how many people use this for a quick laugh.
Along the south shore lie mounds of rubble that resemble memorial sites, an impression created by the shredded ribbon of white police tape flying over each pile. These add to the post-apocalyptic feel of the surrounding shore.
Permanently under construction?
No shortage of Canada geese on the spit. This group sat around remnants of bricks, walking calmly as I attempted to snap their picture. Several backyard gardens could be fertilized by the amount of goose shit lying on the road in this section of the park.
Blue boulders and stairs. Any guesses as to where the steps originated?
This Caterpillar provided entertainment for several kids before I snapped this picture. - JB
Naturally, I escaped it all by heading to the Leslie Street spit, aka Tommy Thompson Park.
While I usually explore the spit by bicycle, this time I felt like a quiet walk away from downtown. Being late afternoon, I didn't reach the end, but put in an hour's worth of strolling and photo taking.
Trailers next to the disposal gates. Surprised to see a Bell phone. The park is constructed from a combination of dredging from the harbour, fill from construction projects and the remnants of the peninsula that once linked the Toronto Islands to the mainland.
Perhaps the loneliest turnstile in Toronto. Wonder how many people use this for a quick laugh.
Along the south shore lie mounds of rubble that resemble memorial sites, an impression created by the shredded ribbon of white police tape flying over each pile. These add to the post-apocalyptic feel of the surrounding shore.
Permanently under construction?
No shortage of Canada geese on the spit. This group sat around remnants of bricks, walking calmly as I attempted to snap their picture. Several backyard gardens could be fertilized by the amount of goose shit lying on the road in this section of the park.
Blue boulders and stairs. Any guesses as to where the steps originated?
This Caterpillar provided entertainment for several kids before I snapped this picture. - JB
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