Today was was wet and warm – strange at the turn of the year. But the lake was still clotted with patches of ice and wind whipped fiercely off the water. The empty marina was crowded with gulls. They stood on the thin ice and screamed and picked fights with one another.
On the small beach, geese and ducks gathered. They swam away from shore when we approached but quickly returned to the sand as we made our way up the grassy hill at the center of the park. A barge slowly slipped into the river. Gulls whirled and soared and cried all around it. Little silver fish littered the pier, dropped by the squawking birds. Chuck did her best to taste them all!
In a tall tree overlooking the lake and coast guard station, a bald eagle was keeping watch. I was so surprised to see one here on the lip of Cleveland’s industry. I love the way this park connects downtown to the lakefront and invites city dwellers to engage with grass and trees and water. It’s amazing that you don’t have to go deep into the Cuyahoga Valley to see wildlife; it’s thriving on every little patch of green.
I am so grateful for the adventures we enjoyed this past year. This was the year I picked up my camera and got comfortable with it on the trail. It was the year I launched Walking With Chuck to share my hikes with you. It was the year I was fortunate enough to travel cross country with my dog and my mom. Thank you 2022. I’m looking forward to what lies ahead.





























