While one gleaming type ends, another begins. The cycle of gleam if you will.
We (and by "we", I mean, DC and myself, sans that brickwaller Bashtard[he was "too tired", apparently that cushy desk job of his is very taxing on the body]) went out on the Parklawn trail, bladed up to Front and Spadina, and then made our way back. It was a bit windy out there and some of the trails down there sure do need some spring cleaning, because of the obscene amount of rocks and dirt and other crap all over them. But aside from that we had a great gleam.
DC can vouch for the fact that I went from the bridge to the legion without stoping once. A mighty good feat if you know my stopping habits, and considering it was the first gleam of the year it seems even more impressive. Who knows, maybe after a few more runs I'll go from the bridge to Bloor without stops : )
We (and by "we", I mean, DC and myself, sans that brickwaller Bashtard[he was "too tired", apparently that cushy desk job of his is very taxing on the body]) went out on the Parklawn trail, bladed up to Front and Spadina, and then made our way back. It was a bit windy out there and some of the trails down there sure do need some spring cleaning, because of the obscene amount of rocks and dirt and other crap all over them. But aside from that we had a great gleam.
DC can vouch for the fact that I went from the bridge to the legion without stoping once. A mighty good feat if you know my stopping habits, and considering it was the first gleam of the year it seems even more impressive. Who knows, maybe after a few more runs I'll go from the bridge to Bloor without stops : )