After coffee at The Red Roaster this morning, and in spite of the heat (I think it was 155 degrees in the shade), I felt I had to get out again and stretch my legs.
Atop my 1964 Raleigh ten-speed I pedalled north to Alaska, but cut things short - quite a bit short - and relaxed a bit in Thames Park, about six blocks from my house.
Good choice. Alaska is an expensive trip. All I had on me was five bucks. Plus, there is a shaded pathway or entrance to the park off Wortley Rd. and I wanted to test some facts and details.
I.e., “Shade from trees cools hot streets and parking lots. Cities are "heat islands" that are 5 - 9 degrees hotter than surrounding areas. And cities spread each year.” (Why plant a tree? Benefit 11)
I stepped off the bike and into the shade of several tall trees. I immediately felt 5 - 9 degrees cooler, maybe more. I sipped water from a flask and grabbed my camera. On the ground nearby I spotted several curved branches perfect for supporting birdhouses. I made a mental note to come back later. (Note: “Gord, come back later. Don’t get caught.”)
I spied what’s left of the once mighty Thames River through the branches of towering trees (some real crackers) and decided to take a closer look. Well-worn pathways between willows, maples and ash trees took me to the water’s edge.
I took note of the following:
quiet scenes undisturbed by nearby and busy roadways
discarded articles of clothing and a couple of empty beer cans
ancient trees with orange dots, destined to be trimmed or removed (perhaps)
low water level in the Thames
calming sounds of moving water
a well-used green space, dozens of ‘shade islands’, a parking lot and bike path, with two people on a tennis court and groups under wide, healthy trees
red-wing black birds defending home turf
["Photos in or from Thames Park by GH"]
rows of nicely-spaced, medium-sized maples planted beside pathways and the tennis courts (our Urban Foresty Dept. has been at work)
a busy swimming pool
Refreshed in my own way, legs stretched, and feeling like a happy camper, I cycled uphill on Ridout St. to Craig, then home, all the while aware of a touch of shade from the park still upon my shoulders.
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