Groundhog Day

Hey look, a groundhog!

I saw this pudgy little fellow on the Beltline west of the Dufferin Street pedestrian bridge today on my bike ride.

Gosh! I love spring!!! Later on I saw a man walking his bunny in the park. Life is good!

I really wish I’d brought a better camera with me on my bike ride. I took the picture with my cellphone so that explains the general lousiness of the photo. The screen is so tiny I couldn’t figure out if I took a decent picture of the groundhog, or not.

It’s a “not”, isn’t it? I better juice up the rechargeable batteries in my point and shoot camera RIGHT NOW.

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Had a great Facebook reunion yesterday!

 

I had a great day with Tracy wandering about Kensington Market yesterday. We managed a quick catch up on 20 years of missed experiences, had lunch, pie, and took photos of a car filled with plants and dirt and a couple of cats. We both posted photos to our Facebook pages and the conclusion I’ve come up with is we are still the same nutjobs we were in grade 8. Happy day!

 

It was a gorgeous day and Kensington Market had loads of people shopping and sightseeing. We visited a bike store (because I have a bike addiction), store that sold hats and purses (because Tracy has a purse addiction), Courage My Love to try on my hats and 1940s style gloves (and I tried on a lucha libre wrestling mask. It was surprisingly comfortable), a chocolate store (both of us are addicted) and then we settled with a couple of slices of pie on the patio of Wanda’s Pie in the Sky.

 

A really good use for a car

A really good use for a car

 

Bubbles! Gotta love bubbles!

Bubbles! Gotta love bubbles!

 

 

I had the chocolate pecan pie, Tracy had the mango cheesecake.

I had the chocolate pecan pie, Tracy had the mango cheesecake.

 

The pies never had a chance.

The pies never had a chance.

 

Cats are great sunworshippers. I can watch them for hours.

Cats are great sunworshippers. I can watch them for hours.

 

 

 

 

Another sunworshipper

Another sunworshipper

It hurts too much to post

Basically my body hates me right now. I made it go on a 46 km bike ride and my back, legs, and backside are reminding me that’s the longest ride I’ve ever made them go on to date. They’ll thank me later when we can do a metric century in one day and be ridiculously proud of ourselves. But until at least tomorrow afternoon various parts of my body will torture me. 

Yeah…

So, I’ll do a proper description of today’s return ride from Yonge and Eglinton to the Leslie Street Spit via the Don River Trail tomorrow. I took pictures of the scary awful bridges on the way there, and I’m going to keep my fingers crossed (and really, that’s the only part of my body not hurting) and hope the bunny photos (BUNNY!) are good ones.

Riding your bike from Eglinton Avenue West and the Allen Expressway to Davenport and Dupont – the park route

It’s a quiet ride. The trail starts at the end of the Beltline Trail, south of Eglinton West station and meanders through parks and playing fields until it reaches the rear of St. Clair West station at Heath Street. Just think, approximately 30 years ago the city planned on carving up all of the neighbourhoods south of the Allen Expressway into downtown Toronto. We almost lost these homes, parks, and trails to a highway.

My bike near Glen Cedar Road bridge

Glen Cedar Road trestle graffit

Graffiti on the Glen Cedar Road bridge trestle - close up

 

If I am feeling adventurous I will continue to Wells Hill Avenue and St. Clair where the trail continues south east through Sir Winston Churchill Park. This leg is a bit tricky since the trail is narrow, steep and rutted for the first 100 metres or so. Once that part clears the path takes you under Spadina road and the trail changes from gravel to dirt to a weird concrete lattice to sand then back to gravel. The sand and gravel makes the ride soft and sludgy because it likes to grab your wheels and turn you about. The best thing to do is spin in an easy gear and be brave.  

Crazy concrete on trail to Sir Winston Churchill Park

Follow the trail up and then right and then down though the Roycroft Park Marshes. There are sunny hills, park benches, and shady woods right up till the exit at Boulton Drive. 

Boulton Drive has it’s own bike lane and goes down hill all the way to Davenport and Dupont Roads.

A totally fun ride that is hidden in the parks under Toronto’s busiest roads. 

Next trip: The Toronto Islands!

Garlic! Oh Magnificent Garlic! How My Breath Awaits You!

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My friend Naseem (who is one of my Facebook Obsessions friends) sent out this link to all of her Facebook peeps.

Oh, you must click on this link. Go watch the video. It is awesome! Now I want this thing… and yet it would sit in a kitchen drawer until the next tidy-up/purging. But the video would be worth the price of the garlic card. Yes, garlic card. Go watch the video. I’ve declared the music as the official soundtrack of my life.

After you’ve watched the swinging Swedish video, go thank Naseem by visiting her Flickr photos. She has over 3,000 photos — some of them of gorgeous cakes and hamsters (but don’t worry, there are no hamster cakes).