CHECKERED SHADOWS lined the way as I carefully walked down the 1001 Steps in Ocean Park with my neighbour. The afternoon was sunny and a long awaited spring feeling was in the air.
Although there are probably fewer than a thousand steps, it is still a long way down zigzagging through trees and shrubbery.
We reached the slender path that winds along the bay and railway track.
Soon we arrived at a tunnel beneath the track that leads to the beach. Young people gather there leaving bold indecipherable messages.
The tunnel is only a few yards long.
Rocks made it difficult to leisurely walk so we sat on some stones and listened to gulls cry out and water flow along the rambling shore.
The tide was high but the waves were low and gently lapping.
A pet chewed on a log intently as if it had a rare magnificent prehistoric bone in its grip. An inukshuk blended in with the scenery.
We lingered letting the warmth of the sun wash over us. The tunnel in the background was a beacon of color and an entryway to climbing back up the challenging but doable 1001 Steps.
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