Along the False Creek Trail were lush green parks. Charleson Park was near the half-way point of my hike where a bird pond provided rocky perches for seagulls and Canada geese.
There was a tiny rejuvenated island built to encourage birds to return to the area. When I trapsed across the stone walkway however, I found only spectators taking in the view and beyond rowers practising their skill on the calm water.
My return trip was after work hours when the number of users tripled: parents wheeling baby buggies; bikers whizzing past; ferries docked with full loads; and people like me, out for a casual stroll.