To reiterate, maybe for the first time, in which case I suppose it is simply iterate, this is the make up of the Northern Greenway. We'll pick an arbitrary start point that can just as easily be considered the end point if the direction is reversed. We are traveling west to east.
It begins in H. Fletcher Brown Park and from there goes through Brandywine Park, Rockford park, Alapocas Run State Park, Rock Manor Golf Course, Rockwood Museum, an unnamed forest, Bringhurst Woods Park, Bellevue State Park, Cauffiel House Green and Fox Point State Park.
I've walked most of these, some many times, but a few I haven't and I am determined too. This morning it was Fox Point State Park's turn to feel the burn of my feet.
This is a State Park, which means there is a fee in season. The "in season" runs from March 1 through November 30, so I expected to pay $3.00 for the privilege to tread upon this ground. However, there was no toll taker on duty when I arrived a bit past eight this morning. Dereliction of duty means it's a free ride, baby.
There were a couple of cars in the parking lot, but that was all. I parked and began my exploration.
The river here is the Delaware. You can look down on it from my home in the winter after the leaves have fallen.
It's a shipping lane. You can see a barge or ship heading up the river.
The bridge is the Commodore Barry, which comes out of Chester. They say you can see all the way to Philadelphia from this park. You can't make it out here, but I could see distant tall buildings beyond that bridge that could have been the big city.
I walked the entire trail along the river until the end and then followed its loop back the other way.
And there it goes heading south down to the bay and out to the ocean eventually. With my weak eyesight I was unable to read the ship's name written large across it sterns. I saw no flag of its home port either.
As I came back to the parking lot there was that tanker seemingly sitting atop my car.
Centered here is a pavilion and a picnic area. Later there were a couple having their breakfast on these tables and all I could think was this used to be a toxic waste dump. Yum!
Just beyond is a playground where some sort of mutant creature lurk awaiting the youngsters. (That toxic dump site again!)
Along the way are these outlook stations, some with information boards to tell you what you see. This particular one identified the various vessels that might sail across your vision.
I decided I would follow this path as far as it would go just to see where it ended.
Here seemed to be a marker for the present boundaries of the park, yet I could see the path went further down through a grove of trees. So I kept going, too.
And here is where it ended, leading into the road and then some smoky factory along the river.
Off to the side down here they were dredging and there was some small mill race or something running along side the path.
There was a high fence and a warning sign that the area behind the fence was private property and trespassers would be dredged into the muck or some such thing.
And then a huge trash bin, not toxic I hope, with the words, "Can Do" on the side. Yes, I can do some disparaging political comments here, but I will reframe.
There were some other things along the way, such as these electric grids. This is a very interesting corridor here representing every mode of transportation. On one side of me were the ships going up and down the river.
And to my other side, perhaps hard to catch in this photo except as a line of blue objects in the center, went a speeding train perhaps on the way to Washington. Beyond the train tracks in an Interstate, I-495, and then another main travel road just across it. And as I walked a plane leaving the Philadelphia International Airport flew upward above my head.
Yet despite so much activity of transit about it is a quite oasis to walk your dogs.
Or just stand and contemplate the flow of life.
Or take pleasure in a passing pleasure boat.
Here's the point, just enjoy the moments as you travel along this road of life.