EVCco
Senior Member
West Don River - one good return deserves another
Since last week I revisited the East Don after a five month absence, I felt it only fitting to return to the West Don this week after six months away - well, unless you count this brief return to the general area in May:
But I don't count it! So let's get back to Sunnybrook where my last West Don adventure left off in earnest:
Through the Bridges of Glendon Campus:
Over the last little while I had begun to suspect that my 10 year old camera was beginning to lose a bit of fidelity and functionality, especially under certain light conditions. As I reached the Bayview Avenue overpass my suspicions were sadly confirmed in inglorious Technicolorâ„¢ as it started randomly producing pictures like this:
About every other shot now it would do something strange like the above, or the LCD screen would shut off, or something else would happen. To make matters worse, while all this was happening I was being attacked mercilessly by some of the biggest, and most relentless mosquitos I've yet encountered, causing me even to drop my already malfunctioning camera once while futilely trying to swat them away. And this is still under the bridge mind you! Far up from the woods and water:
Nevertheless, as long as my camera continued to occasionally work, I was determined to venture on. That being said, since I couldn't tell how much longer my camera would hold out, and having had my fill of mosquito bites for the time being, and seeing that I was quickly headed into the Rosedale Golf Course anyway, I decided to bypass the next stretch of river and ventured over to Yonge, then back down Donwoods Drive, to pick up along the back-ends of the Hogg's Hollow/York Mills neighbourhood:
Under Donino Ave now, and into York Mills Park:
From Yonge Street to Wilson Avenue:
After a quick trip through Hogg's Hollow proper, I reach the Don Valley Golf Course...:
...I had avoided the last set of links, but I was not about to skip this one, and for good reason - the Hogg's Hollow Bridge; one of the biggest, and the "busiest multi-span bridge" in North America. I've been wanting to get under this one for quite some time. Halfway up the course, however, I'm met with a greenskeeper who informs me that I can't go any further! Something about insurance liability if I get dinged with a golf ball. After explaining my situation, though, he kindly offers to drive me up to the bridge in his golf cart where I'm able to get a few quick shots. But, with my camera still acting up, and not wanting to waste the man's time, I'm only able to get the following:
The greenskeeper then drops me off at the other end of the course. As I only intended to go as far as the bridge on this trip, I didn't bother to bring the segment of my map which would tell me where in the world I was now. As it turns out, I found myself at a new stormwater pond at the south end of Earl Bales Park. So new, in fact, it's not yet on Google Earth, making it rather difficult for me as I attempted to pinpoint the following images:
Still lost in the wilderness, I wander around the woods for a while until fortune shines and I relocate the West Don, and follow it up to Sheppard Avenue to end my day:
Since last week I revisited the East Don after a five month absence, I felt it only fitting to return to the West Don this week after six months away - well, unless you count this brief return to the general area in May:
But I don't count it! So let's get back to Sunnybrook where my last West Don adventure left off in earnest:
Through the Bridges of Glendon Campus:
Over the last little while I had begun to suspect that my 10 year old camera was beginning to lose a bit of fidelity and functionality, especially under certain light conditions. As I reached the Bayview Avenue overpass my suspicions were sadly confirmed in inglorious Technicolorâ„¢ as it started randomly producing pictures like this:
About every other shot now it would do something strange like the above, or the LCD screen would shut off, or something else would happen. To make matters worse, while all this was happening I was being attacked mercilessly by some of the biggest, and most relentless mosquitos I've yet encountered, causing me even to drop my already malfunctioning camera once while futilely trying to swat them away. And this is still under the bridge mind you! Far up from the woods and water:
Nevertheless, as long as my camera continued to occasionally work, I was determined to venture on. That being said, since I couldn't tell how much longer my camera would hold out, and having had my fill of mosquito bites for the time being, and seeing that I was quickly headed into the Rosedale Golf Course anyway, I decided to bypass the next stretch of river and ventured over to Yonge, then back down Donwoods Drive, to pick up along the back-ends of the Hogg's Hollow/York Mills neighbourhood:
Under Donino Ave now, and into York Mills Park:
From Yonge Street to Wilson Avenue:
After a quick trip through Hogg's Hollow proper, I reach the Don Valley Golf Course...:
...I had avoided the last set of links, but I was not about to skip this one, and for good reason - the Hogg's Hollow Bridge; one of the biggest, and the "busiest multi-span bridge" in North America. I've been wanting to get under this one for quite some time. Halfway up the course, however, I'm met with a greenskeeper who informs me that I can't go any further! Something about insurance liability if I get dinged with a golf ball. After explaining my situation, though, he kindly offers to drive me up to the bridge in his golf cart where I'm able to get a few quick shots. But, with my camera still acting up, and not wanting to waste the man's time, I'm only able to get the following:
The greenskeeper then drops me off at the other end of the course. As I only intended to go as far as the bridge on this trip, I didn't bother to bring the segment of my map which would tell me where in the world I was now. As it turns out, I found myself at a new stormwater pond at the south end of Earl Bales Park. So new, in fact, it's not yet on Google Earth, making it rather difficult for me as I attempted to pinpoint the following images:
Still lost in the wilderness, I wander around the woods for a while until fortune shines and I relocate the West Don, and follow it up to Sheppard Avenue to end my day: