21 Oct 2012

Sunday Walks Redux: Forks of the Credit


There’s no time like the present to reinstate a Sunday routine. Now that things are winding down at work and hours are shortened for Sundays, M and I have decided to reinstate our weekly nature walks. For quite some time M has been mentioning the ‘Forks of the Credit’ – located between Brampton and Orangeville, and quite close to the Bruce Trail. We headed out directly after closing!

DSC_0014 There is no better way of blowing off steam than a leisurely walk in and amongst Nature. It took us roughly an hour to get there [after stopping off for a quick bite!] and I was surprised at the number of cars parked along the county concession at the trial’s entrance. We passed four or five groups of people, before venturing off onto one of the more woodsy pathways – a favourite for both of us!

DSC_0015 DSC_0028DSC_0025 A defunct railway runs alongside the forks of the river, a testament to bygone days when rail was the easiest method of transporting goods.

DSC_0027 DSC_0030 DSC_0032The tranquility of the river set the tone for the remainder of the walk, much of it through woodland, with a few open fields offering a change of pace.

DSC_0036DSC_0038There is a distinct smell associated with Fall, one might call it a sweet decay – the moldiness of fallen leaves, the pungent smell of water – it only catches my attention this time of year and it was definitely prevalent during the woodsier part of our walk.

DSC_0041    DSC_0042Many have tried to replicate the astonishing moments that Nature affords us throughout the year, but none have succeeded. The fungi on the stem of this tree caught my attention from 3m away!

DSC_0043DSC_0046As part of the Escarpment, the terrain could suddenly become very steep, and before long you were looking up to where you had stood only moments before. It made for an exhilarating workout for sure!

DSC_0049 The sound of gurgling water was mesmerizing, especially during those brief moments when the ‘tone’ seemed to deepen, as though a deeper resonance had suddenly surfaced from beneath the churning water. I could easily imagine waking and falling asleep every day to a similar sound.

DSC_0051DSC_0053 It was a great way to reinstate a weekly adventure – a way to step away from the fast paced world of eking out a living, and instead, basking in the glory that lay all around us. I enjoy these ‘reality adjustments’ immensely! Where oh where will next Sunday take us! Stay tuned!


outlawgardener said...

What a beautiful walk! Thanks for sharing it with us. I can't wait until next Sunday!

Marie said...

We walked the trails near the dam in Floradale. Took Miss Phoebe along too. Flat and easy, but lovely. Never saw another soul.