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Newtonbrook Creek - what's in a name?, pt. 1

There's something not quite right about the name "Newtonbrook Creek." For one thing it's a bit confusing, if not redundant. Is it a brook or is it a creek? Is there even a difference? If one consult's Klein's Comprehensive Etymological Dictionary (itself a Toronto landmark of scholarly, if not geographic import) you will find that "brook" derives from the Old English broc, relating not so much to a stream but to "marshy ground," a meaning which it still maintains in certain regions of Britain today. "Creek," on the other hand, comes down to us from the Old Norse word kriki, which originally refered to a bay or inlet, stemming from an earlier root meaning "a bend, turn, or angle" - hence "crook," and "crutch." Both words, in this case, could equally apply depending on which part of the brook/creek one is at, for it is both marshy and bendy at various points along its course. In modern usage the words have diverged from their initial definitions, and then merged into basically interchangable synonyms, which is also fitting, as the Newtonbrook has been interchanging its own name for quite some time as well.

There was once, as you might expect a "Newton's Brook," named after one Reverend Robert Newton, from which a church and then the whole surrounding neighbourhood derived it's name. This "brook," from all I've read, ran somewhere past Yonge Street. Today's "creek" stops just short of Yonge (at least the visible portion). Whether this is the same waterway or not, I'm not certain. What is certain (as previously noted in an earlier post), is that this creek was, at one time, called "Wilket Creek," whereas the current Wilket Creek was once "Milne Creek." A 1960 mapping error then moved Wilket to Milne, Newtonbrook to Wilket, and Milne right off the map! Whatever, then, you might wish to call this stream, it begins where I begin this trek on the map, at Newtonbrook Park near Cummer and Willowdale, heading south by southeast:

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Out now behind the St. John's Convalescent Hospital:

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Through Maxome Ave, into Maxome Park and the Finch Hydro Corridor:

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A small brook, creek, or stream breaks north toward Wideford Place:

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Back to the Newtonbrook in Bayview Park:

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Through one of the longer and darker tunnels I've traversed, under Bayview & Finch - made all the longer by the water suddenly becoming too deep right near the end, forcing me all the way back to head across on the surface:

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Now out behind the Rainbow Creekway estates, through the northwest branch of the East Don Parkland:

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Trespassing the twin tubes beneath Forest Grove Drive:

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Continuing on through the East Don Parkland to where the Newtonbrook Creek meets the East Don itself:

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Unnamed Ravine - what's in a name?, pt. 2

Just a little ways south of where the Newtonbrook meets the Don another stream sprouts forth, back towards Bayview Avenue. But unlike the multi-named Newtonbrook Creek, this stream doesn't seem to have any name...at least none that I could find. Not on the map, nor anywhere in the area itself. I couldn't even find mention of it online after an, albeit brief, internet search. I'm sure it does have a proper name - and hopefully someone here will know it - but for now it remains unnamed. Since it begins, however, as I do, by heading through Blue Ridge Park, I might for this first section of photos christen it the "Blue Ridge Ravine":

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The stream comes to an abrupt halt at the end of Blue Ridge Road. Perhaps the "Cul de Sac Creek" or "Dead End Ravine" is a more appropriate designation? Ah, but I soon locate another branch heading west towards Burbank Drive:

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This stream follows the length of Citation Drive, just to the north, so the "Citation Ravine" might also be a fitting moniker. Between Burbank and Bayberry Crescent, the ravine forms the backyard areas of many Citation and Hawksbury Drive homes. It's perhaps not surprising that residents of ravine lots feel little need to bother with backyard fences. This is a fact I'm often grateful for in my travels, but perhaps not the wisest plan of security considering the more nefarious sorts of people out there looking to take more than a few snap shots (not to give anyone any ideas!). In fact, referring back to Klein, you may find it rather interesting that "ravine" was originally an Old French and Middle English word for "plunder" or "robbery," from the Latin rapina, and related to such other words as "rapid," "rape," "rapine," "ravening," and "ravenous." But I digress...on to more pleasant things:

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Into Bayview Village Park for the last leg of my journey, where the land levels out and the stream takes on an intriguing form. Follow the "Yellow Brick Brook?" Well, the bricks aren't really yellow, so that name's out. Nevertheless, my head remains on a swivel for flying monkeys untill I reach the end of the road:

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post scriptum ~

In the event this stream doesn't have an official name, I think Milne Creek would be more than justified!
 
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Curran Hall Ravine - another double feature, pt. 1

When I went to research the history behind the name "Curran Hall Ravine," I must say, I rather expected to read of some grand, stately old manor once, or perhaps still, perched somewhere over a scenic dene in Woburn. In fact, it is merely the name of a development company forged by one Wilf Curran, and another Ted Hall back in the 1950's (http://www.curranhall.ca/who/History.htm). On the other hand, of the stream which runs through the ravine, southeast from Scarborough Golf Club Road to Highland Creek Park, I expected not much more than the typical little dribble which so often branches off from a larger waterway. Wrong again! I'm pleasantly surprised to find a quite formidable creek, upwards of 8 meters across at points, and flowing with unusually clear water which cascades down an endless series of picturesque step-falls. A rather fitting backdrop for a statley old manor or two, I should say:

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Approaching a sudden sluiceway I snap the 5,000th shot for my Panoramio site:

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Through Lawrence Ave I nearly fall victim to a nasty waterslide as the Curran Hall creek continues it's downward journey. Fortunatly I spot the sudden slope in the darkened culvert before I take a wet and wild ride to the other side:

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Into Highland Creek Park to meet-up with the West Highland:

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As for the West Highland Creek - been there, done that - so it's on to the next challenge which I find up in Morningside Park...
 
Ellesmere Ravine - another double feature, pt. 2

I had already covered a brief bit of the Ellesmere, where it feeds into the Highland Creek, on my last trip to the area back in April. But I've been saving the pics until now:

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I left off here, then, because even in early spring the rest of the course north seemed quite literally impenetrable. Only in the sparse foliage and firm-footing of early winter would I dare to attempt this trek across the untamed marshlands of Morningside Park. This is truly "off the trail" hiking, through wilderness at its most bewildering. More than once did I lose my way in this skeletal swamp of brown and brittle:

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Out of the wetlands and into the woods where things begin to open up:

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Under Ellesmere Road and out behind Mornelle Court:

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I've been pretty good about not photographing abandoned shopping carts any more. But here in the Ellesmere Ravine it's almost impossible. I've never seen this many carts in a grocery store, let alone outside! There must be hundreds down here. Continuing past one particularly large shopping buggy burial mound I start to get a real workout as the rest of the ravine is a veritable obstacle course of fallen trees, steep slopes, and cumbersome flood walls to negotiate:

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After the outfall, the ravine runs dry past Military Trail and into Brooks Road Park, where I end the day:

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Walmsley Brook - lost and found

This week I'm on the case of another "lost river," the Walmsley Brook. Although this river once stretched a good 6km from Yonge & Eglinton to the West Don, the remaining wilderness portion is a rather small reach of only 1km or so, starting at the CP tracks that separate Leaside from Thorncliffe Park. Nevertheless, the LostRivers.ca site warns that this section is not easily accessible, with "jungles" through which to fight, and even some "granitic erratics" to encounter - whatever those are! So, as with my last trip through the Morningside Swamp, I felt it prudent to hold off this venture until the conditions were more favourable - like today, as I head into the jungle from the top of Thorncliffe Park Drive:

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I quickly locate the source of the stream, but my quick progress ends just as quickly, for even in winter the "jungle" is a formidable opponent, full of tangled branches, crumbling cliff sides, and trecherous quicksand:

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A sudden side-stream opens things up a bit as I continue on towards Beth Nealson Drive:

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While I head under the aforementioned Beth Nealson, I should like to mention that just a little further up this same road (taking a left at Wicksteed then a right to Leslie & Research Road) you'll find a quite outstanding used book store at the back of a bicycle shop way out here in the middle of nowhere (also known as the Leaside Business Park). It's called Sandy's, and it was actually on my way there, a week or so back, that I was reminded of the Walmsley Brook. [Note: this is not a paid advertisment. I just enjoy the juxtaposition of this antiquarian book dealer-slash-bicycle repair shop off in some out-of-the-way industrial park]:

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Pressing east, still in search of the bike trails the LostRivers.ca site mentioned, and past what I take to be a few of those "granitic erratics" (among other things):

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The brook disappears into the ground, near that above-pictured wall, with all the fanfare of a puddle. But it soon re-emerges in spectacular fashion over a hillside through this immense collapsed pipe which has taken on an almost sculputral quality - not unlike a giant concrete centipede:

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On now to the end, to meet up with the Don in Seton Park:

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I think 'granitic erratics' is just a geologist's way of saying 'stray boulders'. Thanks for providing another view of the wild side of the city. I really wonder how and when all the man-made elements such as the geometrically arranged blocks and pipes were put in.
 
I think 'granitic erratics' is just a geologist's way of saying 'stray boulders'. Thanks for providing another view of the wild side of the city. I really wonder how and when all the man-made elements such as the geometrically arranged blocks and pipes were put in.

Indeed! As hard as it is slogging through some of the bush out there, I'm always reminded of how tough it must have been for the crews who had to go in there first and lay down all this infrastructure. And I also marvel at some of their creativity. It's amazing how varied - and even artistic - some of the infrastructure can be, especially in spots (like above) that you'd think hardly anyone would ever see. There seems not to have been very much standardization in the methods of channeling water around old Metro. It's almost as if certain things were just one-off experiments or improvisations.
 
And what is feeding that pipe with the ooozze pouring slowly out?

I think I've read somewhere that that orange stuff is actually a naturally occurring bacteria which eats certain minerals in groundwater, producing this sort of "liquid rust." It's quite common actually. I see it all the time.

Then again, considering the highly industrial area this stream is in, who know what it could be...
 
And what is feeding that pipe with the ooozze pouring slowly out?

I think I've read somewhere that that orange stuff is actually a naturally occurring bacteria which eats certain minerals in groundwater, producing this sort of "liquid rust." It's quite common actually. I see it all the time.

Then again, considering the highly industrial area this stream is in, who know what it could be...
 
Perhaps that's how all those stray shopping carts, mattresses, and other such items got down in the ravines as well...;)
 
... you'll find a quite outstanding used book store at the back of a bicycle shop way out here in the middle of nowhere (also known as the Leaside Business Park). It's called Sandy's, and it was actually on my way there, a week or so back, that I was reminded of the Walmsley Brook. [Note: this is not a paid advertisment. I just enjoy the juxtaposition of this antiquarian book dealer-slash-bicycle repair shop off in some out-of-the-way industrial park]:
i know sandy's well, i pass by it often on my way down into the valley to e.t.seton park via the path from the corner of leslie and vanderhoof...

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The brook disappears into the ground, near that above-pictured wall, with all the fanfare of a puddle. But it soon re-emerges in spectacular fashion over a hillside through this immense collapsed pipe which has taken on an almost sculputral quality - not unlike a giant concrete centipede:

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it is at this point that you meet the bicycle trails mentioned by the lostrivers.ca site

here's the view looking east along the brook from just above where it emerges through the collapsed pipe --

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towards the left, a bike jump, after the mountain bike path has descended the north valley wall through a series of extremely steep switchbacks from another set of substantial bike jumps located on the plateau under the gatineau hydro wires --

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towards the right, the bike path meanders along the south wall about halfway up, which is the direction i went on the day i took these pictures last month --

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i walked past and did not notice this guy until i turned around to look back and got a bit of a pareidolic startle --

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the bike trail eventually winds under the charles h. hiscott a.k.a. overlea bridge --

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access to this portion of the bike trail can be had from the south side of overlea between the bridge and the two 40-storey leaside towers
 
Great pics Rudy! We seem to have an uncanny talent for covering similar territory around the same time!

I actually did eventually follow those bike trails back towards home, down to the forks, only to find the connecting path under Don Mills Road closed for construction (forcing me to hop a few fences), so this scene will likely be different once it re-opens:

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