It takes all kinds

For my weekly constitutional this week I walked around the Glenmore Reservoir. Ordinarily, I wouldn’t comment on this but this stroll was more eventful than most.

Not long after I got started, working counter-clockwise from “Parking Area A” of North Glenmore Park, I was flagged down by Piers (the boss’s son) and a pair of girls who were apparently doing some sort of scavenger hunt. Apparently they needed someone to sing a nursery rhyme. I declined to assist them since I couldn’t think of any nursery rhymes at that point.

Then, I encountered a fellow who was walking along the pathway with no shoes on. He seemed to have decent clothes so I have no idea why he was doing so. I never stopped to talk to him since he gave every indication of not wanting to talk to anyone.

When I was about three quarters around the reservoir, at Heritage Park, I stopped for a rest (one of many rests I took along the way since it was rather hot) and had a most unusual conversation with a fellow called Michael (if I’m remembering his name correctly). He seemed to be a nice enough fellow and probably just wanted to talk to people as he sat around on the bench since as I continued on my we, he started up with another person who had just arrived at the rest spot.

The preceeding only notes the most exceptional people encountered along the four hour trek around the reservoir. There were people of all sorts, young and old, availing themselves of the pathway. At a few points, there was a veritable traffic jam due to all the people on the path. All in all, it was an interesting day.

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