This post is dedicated to my best friend, who is the best friend a Toad could have. We’ve known each other since we were mere tadpoles and pretty much have grown up together. He is not just an amazing amazing person, he’s also the best scout a photographer could have. Many of the photos we post were found and scouted by him, and today’s post is of no exception.
Progress marches on, development is rampant in our area, and certain things that were quite common and regularly used in the city somehow become utterly forgotten and forlorn. This stretch of road you see was once part of a main artery that connected two districts on the lower part of the island. Today it is completely closed at both ends and not easy to access. My friend told me about ingress and we had to climb over a small gully and make our way up an embankment to find this place.
Mother Nature is completely relentless. She never rests. The entire universe is always slowly cascading towards chaos. With this in mind, it’s not out of the realm of normal to see a tree growing out of the pavement of what once was a busy street. This tree is not just any tree, either. It’s an Arbutus tree, which is a very rare tree that is not seen in many parts of the world. It is native to the Pacific Northwest and Northern California regions and is Canada’s only native broad-leaved evergreen tree.
As we continue to walk up this stretch of forlorn road, around the bend we encounter a large berm.
This appears to be the end of the road. Just over the barricade is private property and absolutely no signs of this road remain at all. Like it always ended here.
As we stand atop the pile of rocks looking back the way we came, we see a ribbon of road that follows a gentle curve.
Around the curve we come, only to encounter another dead-end. Completely closed off at both ends and utterly inaccessible by any form of vehicle, this road is now only traveled upon by the ghosts of those who came before.
The day Mrs. Toad and myself were out on this shoot it was very cold and damp, with a bitter bitter wind. The sky was brooding and helped to create this overall sense of mystery. The air was still, you could only hear the wind rustling the leaves on the trees, some of which were growing out of the road itself. It was a very eerie setting and helped to create the overall atmosphere. I thought I heard a faint beep of a car horn followed by a voice yelling at me to get off the road, only to turn and face a dead-end. At times it felt like we were the only 2 people left on earth….
I’ve been really looking forward to this post for a few weeks now, and we hope you’ve enjoyed visiting as much as we enjoyed putting it all together! Please leave a comment if you so wish, we truly love to hear from our visitors.