November 23, 2014

On Monday I went on a long walk, through Crissy Fields, along the deep vibrant blue ocean and past the verdant emerald carpets of grass to the GGB.

Here's something you don't see in Calgary.

Sentinel over the marsh

The sentinel

This guy was busy taking a picture of the water, so I took a picture of his bike.

The old air field

From the GGB

Fort Point

The rest of this week was somewhat grey and dismal. I did go to the Mission yesterday and saw some of the countless murals.

Too funny. Sorry I couldn't get a better picture. I really wanted to see the price.

This morning I had a church gig in Forest Hill. I got up early and took the train to Forest Hill station. I went to look for a cache in a small park adjacent to the church. It was supposed to be a fake rock under a shrub, so I was bending down and looking under the shrubs but I did not want to kneel down and get my black pants wet and dirty before the performance. The morning light got in my eyes and made it hard to see. The shadows were still very long. I could not find the cache, so I went to the church, rehearsed with the others and performed for the service. There were cookies and orange juice afterward and I was given a piece of paper for deposit with the memo "Play Violin in String Quarat Sunday". I also took home a bulletin from the church because their Weekly Schedule for Thursday says "DAMN group meeting". I went to look for two more caches and found them, then came back to the one in the park. Now I could kneel down and get my pants wet. I finally spotted the fake rock next to a real one. Fake rocks have a distinctive texture. There were a bunch of very small flat brown crawling creatures on the cache, which stopped crawling as soon as they were exposed to sunlight. I shook off the creatures and opened the cache. There was a fake spider in it which freaked me out, and a lot of mud, but the log sheet was fine. I signed the log and went home.

The cache was under the second shrub on the left.

Long shadows

- Antisocial Violinist