Fall Rhapsody, Parc Gatineau
It is hard to not be aware of seasons changing in Canada, specially when Fall arrives. It all starts with a few leaves scattered on the pavement and all of a sudden, your surrounding has burst into a multitude of yellows, oranges, reds and browns. Your neighborhood parks are littered with ochre leaves and a crunchy sound follows you everywhere because you cannot help stepping on leaves.
It is also the season of apple picking, pumpkin flavored everything and the beginning of shorter days. Although you don’t particularly like apples or pumpkins, you look for gaps in your schedule and hope it aligns with a sunny afternoon to spend one last warm evening outside.
One such bright day happened to be on Canadian Thanksgiving. I have moved to yet another new city, the National Capital of Ottawa this time. A shuttle ride offered to celebrate Fall takes me to Gatineau Park, covering a conserved area of 361 km², just a short distance from downtown. Once again, I am amazed by the preserved wilderness by a major city.
Here follows some pictures experiencing Fall, lost in the trails of Gatineau.
