On Sunday afternoon I walked this 8.4km stretch of the Finch hydro corridor (almost) in between the rain showers. The clouds came and went and came. The long grass was wet and sparkled in the setting sun. By the end my feet were soaked from the wet grass, but relatively clean despite some big muddy sections and mostly off road walking. This walk will be the subject of the upcoming Toronto Flaneur column in the print edition of Spacing, but here is a photo preview of what I’ll be writing about (photos via iPhone — apologies for lowish quality). I won’t describe much here except to paste in the handful of random Twitter observations I made as I walked (they only roughly correspond to the photos and should not be read as captions). It was a magnificent solitary walk, maybe one of the best I’ve had in Toronto. I started at the northern exit of Finch Station on Yonge Street, and ended at the bus stop at Finch and Don Mills Road.
Thrwarted by raging brook. Must find way across. Towards Bayview now. Can’t pass. Feel like creep skulking by playground looking for way out.
Back on corridor. “Cummer Valley”. Shit, in middle of dog run for giant dogs.
Swiss Chalet, abandoned Esso, now huge valley. Can see for kms.
Old Cummer Go station. Violated CN tresspass warning. Can’t turn back now.
Tall grasses. High country. Can see HiWay 404. Wish for S’bucks or at least Tim Hortons.
Hit the wall at 404. Sound barrier. Seneca. Sun sets feet wet. Now where?
Sad Seneca student carrying heavy No Frills bags down muddy path. Long walks. Finch so wide.
Sweet lord gas station Tim Hortons. Pizza Hut too. 22% civilization good enough.
Don mills bus now. All way to Pape stn. No backtracking. Now circling the peanut!
Bus only at Eglinton/Flemo park. Toronto is bbbbbiiiiiggggg.