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Showing posts with label pure joy. Show all posts

Sunday, January 18, 2026

Broadmead & The Bog

Broadmead and Rithet’s Bog are part of the same landscape history, shaped first by wetlands and later by agriculture and settlement. Rithet’s Bog was once part of a much larger marsh system that naturally drained and nourished the surrounding land. As settlers arrived, sections of the bog were drained to create farmland, leading to the establishment of Broadmead Farm. The name “Broadmead” came not from the land itself, but from Broadmead, a prized racehorse owned by Robert Paterson Rithet. Over time, most of the wetland disappeared under development, leaving Rithet’s Bog as a rare surviving remnant of that original environment.

Sunday, August 30, 2020

Norma and the Jackal

 Our run today was 5k.round the Bog from Pondwood.

We rode the 5k. to the start of our 'once around the bog' run. This is almost a weekly ritual for us.






Tuesday, August 18, 2020

The Meadows in reverse

Today's five miler took me around and over Mt.Douglas.I ran along Blenkinsop Rd., a country road that runs parallel to Lochside trail to get back to the mountain of joy!






 

Wednesday, August 12, 2020

The Candle Tree Run

The Rithet's bog raised bog signage, explaining what happens though-out the year. You should be able to click on the photos for enlargement.







 

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

4 more running days

My brother Pablo with his first grandson Rowan.

Thursday
This was different for me, for some reason, I was not able to hook up with Graeme, so I ran for about 90 minutes on a local loop.
At the moment I'm felling healthy and nothing aches too much.
Yoga that evening was great , I'm back to the high energy, "Yoga For Runners".

Mt.Doug hidden behind the fog.
taken from my front steps


Friday
The morning started foggy so I bottled my beer then ran 60 minutes in the afternoon,and made the 6 mile movie.


"One Hour of running"



Saturday
I ran with my blind friend.
He was sidelined by a stomach virus on Thursday.

Sunday
The end of my week.