I headed to the Bow River while snow fell. I’d only ever walked the route by the frozen river during the warmer months. There were loads of hikers, and in spite of the below zero temperature, even a couple of crazy joggers in shorts. No thanks. I had my scarf, toque, thick jacket and winter boots.
Because of the traffic along the northern side of the Bow, I returned to the quieter city side, but a large section was fenced off due of construction. I shouldn’t have been surprised because I’d never witnessed this city without cranes hovering on more than one site.