It is no longer quite as easy for me to stroll through the historic section of Venice (FL) now that we are off the isle and across the main highway.
The traffic at nearby intersections is a bit intimidating. I swear the crossing lights are timed to maximize the possibility that pedestrians will be flattened by oncoming cars and trucks. There is no audible signal and the "Walk Now" flashing guy last about two seconds--just enough time to get half way across the road. Right turns are never not allowed, making it all that much more of a challenge.
Still, I did manage to make it two miles down the road to an athletic park that features a fitness trail.
It's a well marked trail through pines and cabbage palms with twenty exercise stations spread out along the length of it.
Doesn't this hanging vine make you want to grab hold, swing out, and then drop into the water? Actually, it made me want to have a second cup of coffee even though it was 80 degrees today.
There were whole moments when I had the feeling I was out in wild jungle territory, but in reality I was never more than hammock away from civilization in the form of residential neighborhoods or ball fields.
The traffic at nearby intersections is a bit intimidating. I swear the crossing lights are timed to maximize the possibility that pedestrians will be flattened by oncoming cars and trucks. There is no audible signal and the "Walk Now" flashing guy last about two seconds--just enough time to get half way across the road. Right turns are never not allowed, making it all that much more of a challenge.
Still, I did manage to make it two miles down the road to an athletic park that features a fitness trail.
It's a well marked trail through pines and cabbage palms with twenty exercise stations spread out along the length of it.
Doesn't this hanging vine make you want to grab hold, swing out, and then drop into the water? Actually, it made me want to have a second cup of coffee even though it was 80 degrees today.
There were whole moments when I had the feeling I was out in wild jungle territory, but in reality I was never more than hammock away from civilization in the form of residential neighborhoods or ball fields.
It seems too cold to walk much here, but 80 degrees would be too warm for walking. I guess I'll stay where I am. But good for you for persisting in your walking.
ReplyDeleteI love your walks. I hope you post more of them.
ReplyDeleteThis is going to sound funny coming from someone who lives in earthquake country, but I'd sure not walk along those lovely paths without means to stop a mean alligator in his tracks!
ReplyDeleteLooks like alligator country to me. Are you sure some aren't hiding in that park? Looks like a good place for them.
ReplyDeleteIt looks beautiful to me!
ReplyDeleteMaybe you can incorporate a quick sprint into your walking routine . . . just to get across the street!
ReplyDeleteIt does look inviting . . . look at the GREEN! But I would also be watching for reptile eyes at the water's surface. My friend who walks out here in the big wild country fears rabid raccoons and I laugh at her. Go ahead and laugh at my fear of the random alligator.
Olga, you're getting plenty of exercise and 80 degrees doesn't sound too hot (even by my standards). Would love to see you take a swing on that vine!
ReplyDeleteI love that you can walk in this place and feel so warm. The photos are very nice. Be careful near that intersection, and I too was wondering if that is alligator country.
ReplyDeleteThink I might drive to the walk. Florida drivers(Yankee and native) are scary.
ReplyDeleteI saw on the news -- now you have to watch out for the snakes as well. I tell ya', it's not easy being retired!
ReplyDeleteAre there any alligators in that creek? Yikes!
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