Walk 96: But I can still walk just fine

View from Cariboo dam, mid-walk

I did a walk to the turtle nesting area at Burnaby Lake and back and today I saw no turtles at the nesting area (as usual), nor anywhere else. But there was also no sun for them to bask in, as conditions were cool and cloudy–which would have been nice for running (sob–see previous post).

Still, despite an apparently poor sleep, I managed a very decent pace of 9:07/km and experienced no pain, discomfort, heartbreak or ill-tempered dogs. So it was a nice walk. Even the geese never hissed at me. It seems several families have taken up camp between the dam and the turtle nesting area, so I suspect I’ll be seeing them regularly until the young ones can fly and become true poopmonsters. Speaking of poop, the amount in that area is…growing.

Oh, and on a technical note: If you haven’t connected a Bluetooth device in a while, expect problems. My AirPods refused to connect to my iPhone (“It just works!” has always been a filthy lie) and the issue did not fix itself until I restarted the phone. Technology!

Anyway, it was a nice little outing.

Stats:

Walk 96
Average pace: 9:07/km
Location: Brunette River trail
Distance: 8.40 km
Time: 1:16:35
Weather: Cloudy
Temp: 15 °C
Humidity: 63%
Wind: light
BPM: 117
Weight: 166.4 pounds
Devices: Garmin Forerunner 255
Total distance to date: 719.79 km

After the storm

Easter Sunday was a good day to be outside, if you liked torrential rain and high winds.

But by early evening the storm blew over and we saw a little light before the dark.

Brunette River, looking east, golden hour.
Sky above Lower Hume Park, shortly before sunset.

My hopefully last batch of snow shots for 2022

Snow is not in the forecast, and it’s mostly washed away (again) due to heavy rain, but here’s a last few photos to look over before the year comes to an end. Taken on December 26th.

Fun fact: I regularly mistype “Burnaby” as “Burnbaby.”

A moody-looking Burnaby Lake.
An ex-tree collapsed onto a bridge on the river trail.
Mini-waterfall. Train track is visible above the storm pipe.
Brunette River, ever-rising as the rain continues.
Santa has fallen and he can’t get up.

Walk 91 and 92: A pair in the snow

There was definitely no running involved!

(Okay, a tiny bit as an experiment as I mentioned in the prior post).

Basically, I walked to the lake and back, as if I were doing a run, but without the running part. This was done to:

  • Assess how viable running would be on the trail (not very)
  • Get out for some fresh air
  • Burn a few calories instead of sitting on my butt eating crackers

The main thing here is that once I got onto the river trail (which is to say, once I was off nicely shovelled sidewalks), my pace slowed a fair bit over my usual walking pace. It wasn’t super slippery, but it was enough that I couldn’t walk at my usual breakneck (for walking) pace. The first walk, my left big toe got cold for some weird reason. It was fine on the way back.

Stats:

Walk 92
Average pace: 10:04/km
Location: Brunette River trail
Distance: 4.08 km
Time: 41:02
Weather: Overcast
Temp: 2 °C
Humidity: 93%
Wind: light to nil
BPM: 108
Weight: 161.8 pounds
Devices: Garmin Forerunner 255
Total distance to date: 690.18 km
Walk 93
Average pace: 10:17/km
Location: Brunette River trail
Distance: 4.33 km
Time: 44:32
Weather: Overcast
Temp: 5 °C
Humidity: 91%
Wind: light to nil
BPM: 181
Weight: 161.8 pounds
Devices: Garmin Forerunner 255
Total distance to date: 694.51 km

The view along the way (the debris is from a now ex-tree that fell over):

Snowscapes on the river, December 2022 edition

My original plan was to walk the 6 km to Piper spit and take pictures of the birds. About halfway there, the snow started coming down hard enough that I turned back (my camera equipment is not really snow-compatible). But I did get some shots of snowy scenery with my phone. Enjoy these over a nice mug of hot chocolate!

View of the Brunette River from the bridge on North Road.
The number of trees that have collapsed across the river has tripled in the last year. To three! You can see two of them here.
Close-up of the second fallen tree, with reflection.
The cold way forward. The ruts made by service vehicles weren’t as slippery as I expected.