Thanks for the Lord Whimsy link.
Good show and good points.
I've been calling my walks Urban Orienteering, I'm in a new place, at least for the time being, and about a month ago I parked the car and decided to explore, on foot.
5 to 10 klick (3 to 6 miles for my american friends) rambles of discovery, mostly taking place in the newly built sprawl and 70's vintage neighborhoods surrounding my abode. The mountain beckons behind me, and while interesting enough, nary a book store or coffee shop grace it's slopes. Actually most of my rambles have a purpose....and I end up taking two hours to get a quart of milk, side trips, and getting a quart of milk involves about a four klick walk any way.
My foot pounding companions for the most part are the very young, the socially decrepit, other old dudes like me, and the odd dog walker. I do get the looks trundling down the hill with my shopping buggy in tow. The ratio of cars to pedestrians is like a thousand to one, anxious looks of shop clerks as I walk in from the street obvious I'm not attached to a car. A little battered looking second hand clothes and bright red outdoors glow. "Is he one of those?"
I found where the old rail line used to go through town, gone is the train, all that remains is a peculiar walking path. A couple of places where quail hang out, besides a busy street, and the Mule deer that infest the back yards quickly grew used to me and now gaze and munch while I pass by. The ears sticking straight out at 45 degrees of the sentinel pair of bucks, jaws slowly working,stopping when I stop, the does ignoring me and munching away, pulling grass
I found where the old rail line used to go through town, gone is the train, all that remains is a peculiar walking path.
I found the remains of an old dump. The road cut through the junk strata like a dry creek through running through the Rift valley, exposing detritus from another age. I found some blue glass shards and crockery and other ceramic and glass bits and pieces, rusty metal lumps and no plastic. I'd date this to a least pre-1960.
Mostly I remembered doing this as a kid, having a different scale of time and space, to measure distance by foot, and surprised later if and when I travel by car over the route I walked, Jeez almost a little disoriented. Off course this whole place is new to me.
I see more, notice more, I'm enjoying it.