Happy long weekend, everyone! I had the genius idea of visiting Rouge National Urban Park within the city limits today. Why? Because clearly I was not thinking about how crowded it was going to get, with the holiday and all. This place is already pretty happening when it’s not a day for everyone and their dogs!
I started at the Twyn Rivers parking lot, mostly because I love driving along Twyn Rivers. But also because it was the entrance I was most familiar with. As I passed the other entrances, I sort of think I lucked out on that – Twyn Rivers was busy, but nothing crazy like the other entrances!
Followed a family in with some kids that was pretty stoked about going for a hike. A+ parenting when this is what your kids would do rather than stare at a screen all day. I still passed them pretty quickly, because well, kids. And people. I prefer to have the trail to myself. This part of the trail is called Celebration Forest.
Lots of fun twists and turns along the trail. There are a few extra trails that branch off that are not mapped official by the Rouge. Be sure to follow the white blazes!
First look at the Rouge in all its glory!
It’s such a pretty river that even the trees want to get closer to it! But seriously, danger-danger, keep back from here.
This section is along the orchard trail, which included some pretty fruit bearing trees in bloom.
There are some markers along the way, but I wasn’t paying attention to where they were counting from. They definitely were not in sync with my log.
Near the Beare Hill Trailhead was a level train crossing, and I happened to be crossing at the same time as the train. So I took the opportunity to play around with some longer exposure time. Despite not having a tripod with me, and the super bright sunshine, I think it turned out alright.
There’s a pretty little pond here as well. I tried to stay out of the way of the “professional” with his giant telephoto lens, but it’s his fault if I ended up in his way – he was walking away and decided to follow me through the tall grass. Whatever, buddy.
I love red wing blackbirds. Noisy little buggers.
Up around the other side of the pond, we descend to a small creek crossing.
I had thought the creek crossing would be the lowest point, but after going up the other side, it kept going down. With more odd kilometer markings.
More markers along Cedar Trail as I neared the end of the line at Meadowvale Road.
I decided now to detour to the right and take an unmapped route back. Up through the tall wet grass, above the Cedar Trail.
Snails in trees with orange things. What are the orange things, anybody?
When I got back to the Beare Hill Trailhead, I had intended to drop down and take another loop back to Twyn Rivers. Well, that didn’t happen because there was a massive army of mindless droves between it and me. Not happening. I took a backroute bike path instead.
170m elevation gain
What’s the busiest park you’ve ever been to?