At one point we met a jogger with his unleashed dog. Actually we met the dog first when it zoomed past us going in the same direction. As the owner passed by I asked if he had a leash for his dog. He snarked, “No, do YOU have a leash?” and did not slow down. I suspected that we might see him again on his return – and we did. But this time he had his dog leashed and he stopped to apologize to us. We had a very nice conversation, told him that we were visitors to the area and had noticed the culture of letting dogs go off leash and how off-putting it could be. I very much appreciated him taking the time to talk with us and hopefully he keeps his dog leashed now. But the culture of a place is hard to change with no enforcement of the rules – and what municipality has the money for dog patrol these days? Humans will do whatever they can get away with and…dogs will be dogs.
The eastern terminus of the Townsend Trail brought us to Southshore Road and the Jim Batten Soccer Complex. From here the road walking carried us past the Bryan Park golf course, over the bridge across U.S. Highway 29 and on a zigzag route of side streets to Hicone Road. Walking on pavement and/or the sloped grassy edge seems simple, but it is different than a woodsy trail and the leg muscles are used differently. For a couple of days afterwards my calves ached. Danny worked out plans with other folks to keep on walking the roads, a good choice for her, but I’m looking forward to two wheels.
A dog is one of the remaining reasons why some people can be persuaded to go for a walk. ~O.A. Battista