Friday, November 30, 2018

splat, birthday edition


Yesterday between classes I went to Meadow Breeze Park in Washington Township. It's about two miles from school. Actually, if I cut thru the parking lot, and a farm, it's probably only a 1/2 mile from school.

I found the park easily and parked. They still had Port-o-potties set up which was really nice. As I assumed, there were a lot of ball type fields. This place must be jumping in the summer.  But I digress. When I drove into the park I saw the walking path. I parked, and headed around the traffic oval to get there. Suddenly I was flying forward and my phone was flying out of my hand.

There is one other car in the lot. I'm laying on the ground thinking oh shit. If I can't get up I am so screwed. But I got up just fine. Dusted myself off, found my phone and keys, and headed toward the path.


The path is basically a circle around the outside edges of the park. It's surrounded by farmland. This field of pumpkins is on the other side of the road. I headed right, and followed the path around 1/4 circle. I could hear water running, and saw that the path branched to the left and crossed the creek. It also went straight. I decided to check out the creek.



There was a little bridge and it took you to another side of the park. This park is big. The creek is small. Of course, it's a creek. The path seemed to stop.


I returned to the main route where I turned another corner and there was a horse farm. There were a lot of no trespassing signs. I bet they get their fair share of stray balls. Then there was two consecutive paths that looked like it went to another lot. But maybe they made a circle. I didn't check.

When I returned to the car, I couldn't find my keys. I thought. Oh, sit, now I'm stuck here in bum-fuc nowhere. But they were buried deep in my pocket. Off to work again.


Miles/Steps: 
          1
Weather:                forgot to look.
 
Wildlife:                  do the five horse count? They aren't exactly wild ...

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