An old railroad crossing signal. A giant piece of metal pipe. A section of trestle cut from the Cleveland Shortline Railway Bridge that was built in 1907.
Along with scenic views of the defunct Ohio & Erie Canal and the Cuyahoga River, these were a few of the things we saw during a walk along the towpath trail.
We'd been there before, but it had been a number of years ago. My brother-in-law, visiting from California, wanted to take a walk. After some deliberation, this is where we landed.
It's always cool to rediscover places like this in your own backyard. The park is really in the city, yet you could walk or ride your bike for miles and barely realize it. The space is open and mostly flat, making it ideal for old knees to traverse. And, although it was chilly and windy that day, being in a valley helped protect from some of the bitter elements. The sun helped, too.
My brother-in-law was particularly taken by the train bridge that soared high above us. We saw three different trains pass overhead.
I tried to imagine traveling the canal by boat. What sights and sounds might have accosted me. No airplanes, cars or trains. Just mules to pull the boat. And elbow grease to propel the vessel through the water. Maybe I'd have been too busy working to think about the sights and sounds around me.
To wrap up our mini adventure, we went into the Canalway Center. Drank a cup of hot chocolate. Watched the birds and critters outside the large windows. And planned where we'd go next time.
It's easy to take for granted the amazing park system we have in our neck of the woods.
I hope I never do.
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