Helen's Home World: Walktober

Friday, October 13, 2017

Walktober

We read on Change is Hard about Walktober. Well it just happens that we took a walk to downtown Ottawa on the first weekend of October. We went down to see the new Holocaust Monument that was just dedicated last month here in Ottawa.

Ottawa has a lovely a path system from one end of the city to other. It is called the Ottawa River Pathway and the lands are owned by the National Capital Commission. The Ottawa River Pathway is 31 kilometers long, that's 19 1/4 miles. Of course, we didn't walk the whole thing; we drove downtown and parked near the monument and after we visited the monument we then walked part of the pathway.

Holocaust Monument, Ottawa, Ontario

Eternal Flame

Beckett and Keltic

It's a pretty stark and solemn monument, I guess it should be that way. It makes you feel like you should be quiet and reflective. I think even Beckett and Keltic felt that way; neither barked while we were there.

After visiting the monument we walked over behind the War Museum and started our walk on Ottawa Multi-Use pathway. It's a paved pathway for walking and cycling, rollerblading too if you want.

On this part of the pathway there were sculptures and plaques telling you about the history of the river. This sculpture is of voyageurs in their canoe. The river was used as the main means of transport in this area for fur traders and explores.

We stopped at this old train bridge for awhile before turning back. There hasn't been a train on it for many many years; you used to be able to walk on it to cross over to the islands but it got dangerous so the city fenced off the access.

View of Parliament Hill

Canada Geese

Beckett and Keltic with the flowers

That's a problem with the river pathway is that it is linear. You have to decide how far to walk and then you have to turn around and retrace your steps but it's funny how you notice different things even though you've passed that way before.

We had noticed this sculpture of a firefighter on our way over to the Holocaust Monument so we crossed the street on our way back and found the Canadian Firefighters Memorial.

Beckett and Keltic with the War Museum in the background

I hadn't even known that memorial was there, guess I have to get out an explore our city more often.

All in all we walked for almost two hours, that's the free parking limit on weekends. Where I was parked I don't think it would have been a problem if we were longer but wouldn't want to ruin such nice day with a parking ticket now would we?

Won't you join us for Robin's Walktober?

6 comments:

DukeOctober 14, 2017 at 5:46 AM
The Holocaust Monument is beautiful and it does look very serene. Your River Pathway reminds us of our Farmington Canal where we have miles to walk with no cars to worry about.
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Hailey and Zaphod and their LadyOctober 14, 2017 at 5:21 PM
I drive by it 4 times a week but haven't gone yet! I am a little disappointed with the whole plaque problem. We had planned a walk in the Gatineaus today but the weather kept us home. Happy walking!
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DawnOctober 15, 2017 at 9:15 AM
Wonderful! I'm so glad you did a Walktober! My favorite of these photos is the 4th one down, the white wall against that dark blue sky. And, of course, any of the photos of the fur-kids! :)
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Lassiter Chase and BenjaminOctober 15, 2017 at 8:53 PM
Thanks fur sharing those pictures of sculptures
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Cat and DOG Chat With CarenOctober 19, 2017 at 9:51 PM
that looks like it was a lot of fun!! We want to let you know that for some reason ALL of the blogs we subscribe to that send their posts out via Feedburner aren't coming to us :( We subscribe via email to you and many, many others and they stopped coming around October 9th. Mom and I have no idea why this has happened and don't know how to fix it. We are having a hard time finding our friends, so please do not think we are ignoring you. Thank you for the Gotcha Day wishes for Dakota too!! xoxo DakotasDen
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♥♥ The OP Pack ♥♥October 21, 2017 at 9:23 PM
Thank you for visiting our blog. Mom once had a Sheltie named Shane. He was sable and white. We enjoyed walking along with you. It would be a great place to visit.

Woos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber
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I was so very tired and knew my time on earth would fade.

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new pleasures there you'll surely find.

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