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I woke up early, and it's a very nice morning, so I stopped in Central Park on my way to work.
I went in at 110th and Central Park West, where I soon ran into a volunteer for the project. He told me that the path I was on led to a road--and yes, I could walk on one side of it, but there was traffic. So I turned back and went downstairs. And then up, and around.
At that hour on a weekday, a lot of people and dogs are in the north end of the park. There were also other people clearly there for the art--the cameras were a giveaway.
There's a gap in the gates, a few blocks south of 110th in a hilly area: the paths continue, but the orange doesn't. I kept going and it resumed.
I'm not sure if it was my mood or the different piece of the park, but while I enjoyed looking at the gates and the patterns they made, I was mostly enjoying being out and walking up and down hills. All of Central Park is shaped and artificial, but the south end is flatter than the north.
Tomorrow, time allowing, I may take the guide's suggestion and walk across the north end to see the gates at the Harlem Meer: he offered me that as "something special" and said they're over the water.
I'd invited![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cattitude to come downtown with me, but (as I expected) he declined. Walking with him is good, but so is walking by myself, and he wouldn't have liked the dogs.
I went in at 110th and Central Park West, where I soon ran into a volunteer for the project. He told me that the path I was on led to a road--and yes, I could walk on one side of it, but there was traffic. So I turned back and went downstairs. And then up, and around.
At that hour on a weekday, a lot of people and dogs are in the north end of the park. There were also other people clearly there for the art--the cameras were a giveaway.
There's a gap in the gates, a few blocks south of 110th in a hilly area: the paths continue, but the orange doesn't. I kept going and it resumed.
I'm not sure if it was my mood or the different piece of the park, but while I enjoyed looking at the gates and the patterns they made, I was mostly enjoying being out and walking up and down hills. All of Central Park is shaped and artificial, but the south end is flatter than the north.
Tomorrow, time allowing, I may take the guide's suggestion and walk across the north end to see the gates at the Harlem Meer: he offered me that as "something special" and said they're over the water.
I'd invited
cattitude to come downtown with me, but (as I expected) he declined. Walking with him is good, but so is walking by myself, and he wouldn't have liked the dogs.