Amante de Sol

"Music has always been a matter of energy to me, a question of Fuel. Sentimental people call it inspiration, but what they really mean is Fuel. I have always needed fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio."........................................................... ~Hunter S. Thompson~

18.3.11

Friday Night Walk

As tired as I was at the end of the work day (330p), I decided to run my errands up over the hill to keep awake and maybe rejuvinate me - I've been such a blob of inactivity as far as walking/exercise go due to all the ankle/knee stuff, or just work and stuff keeping me sedentary. They're feeling a bit better due to the shots now - not that I should really take advantage of the masked pain and add to injury - but I can't just sit.

So I ran up to the Dollar Store - mainly to stock up on Ibuprofen, and then hit a few more places. The whole time I felt as if I was a Zombie. Yawning and just dazed. Cashiers noticed, and so did a woman I seemed to meet in every aisle and get in her way. I apologised. I really needed to go home and take a nap.

As I drove down the hill, and along 9th Street, I noticed how clear the sidewalks had become with all the melting going on, and how nice it was out for 530p, and thought that a walk to the video store would be good (also a no-no, but hell with that) - I could get some movies to pass out to, and maybe a real walk would do me good, as well as it was just too nice out and sunny still not to go.

Pics from my walk - (Click to enlarge - Also, I forgot the camera at home, so these are cell-phone shots - and it's camera sometimes takes great shots, sometimes just blur - it seems to be going as even the way it runs and processes pics is difficult lately):

A house for sale - the old pumpkin has to be the sale-point!
That or the old plant pot from last year with the dead stuff in it.
Shirt for sale at the video store:
Front: Nice Cones
Back: And Good Ice Cream
o.k.

Crossing Chester Creek Bridge looking towards Park Point
Ice along the beach and the sunset coloured sky.
It really was a lovely evening.
As I passed this block on my way down, I smelled natural gas - well the egg-fart smell of the chemical they put in natural gas, as it's colourless and odorless to serve as warning. It was thick in the air right in front of the green and white houses. There was one city Water & Gas truck on my way down, and four on the way back. Four trucks on a Friday, with four 'older' workers too. Must be a bad leak, and or, a good waste of the overtime/higher paid older employees and such after hours on a Friday.
The 4th guy moved off to the side just as I took this.
Two working, two standing around.
I was waiting for the explosion.
Jus sayin
Not that I was really 'waiting' but...yeah. I moved across the street on the walk back, just in case.
Remnants of Xmas Holiday Decor.
I photographed this house around TG,
when they were the first to put up yard decor.
Now it's all deflated and dirty. Time to clean up people.
It's past mid-March and this stuff's been up since mid- Nov.
This is a pet-peeve of mine.
I do like the setting sun on the house next door.
Chester Creek and Trails below the 9th/8th Street Bridge
The rushing water sounded lovely.
A couple of guys and a dog were enjoying some exercise down there on the trail.
^caught a bit of finger in that shot too ^
LOL

Trail Map and Legend posted on the corner of 15th Ave E and 8th St trail access.
It really is a nice trail all along the Chester Creek.
There are some well worn paths and nice bridges all along the way.
You can actually walk from Chester Bowl Park all the way to the Lake.
I've only gone as far as 4th Street.
I personally won't use it again until it dries up.
I hate the muddy parts and it's still pretty icy/snowy,
making the footing really questionable unless properly shod,
which is not at all good for my knee/ankle issues.
Looking back over the bridge and waiting for the previous pic to send, I noticed the sun setting over the one house. The camera took so long to send/adjust that I pretty much missed the actual sun that was still showing on/above the one part of the house. It looked so cool, but all I captured was this bit of residual 'glow' - not the actual sun as it kinda looks like. Ah well.
"For my eyes only"
As always, I brought a bag and collected cans along the way. All but two I smashed (many were crushed already) and filled this plastic bag. Again, not a great shot, but it illustrates some of the garbage between 18th Ave E and 8th Ave E where I turned around. This doesn't take into account all the cig butts, cig boxes, and plastic bottles and other misc. garbage littered about the street. Shame on people. There was well over a pound of crushed cans. I had just picked this walk about two weeks ago too.
Anyway, time for some wine and a movie.
Cheers!

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