|Fort Worth Water Tank|
The radical difference consisted of going on a walk without going on a drive to get to a place to walk.
This turned out to be much more adventurous than I anticipated it would be.
I left my abode, headed east and then south through the Albertsons parking lot. Then walked west on Bridge Street past some fast food joints.
Crossed the street to Krogers where I got sour cream for the Beef Stroganoff I'm making for lunch.
Left Krogers, heading south, up a hill, back to Bridge Street, then headed west towards Fort Worth's East Regional Library.
My plan was to walk the trail that I've noticed, for years, that is under a power line/utility right of way that a road leads to just to the west of the big Fort Worth water tank you see in the picture.
All was going well, walking under the power lines, til I came to an area where water was leaking in amounts copious enough to make for a muddy passage.
A lot of heavy equipment work had rutted up the area under the power lines. I saw drilling equipment. I could not figure out what the nature of the heavy equipment's project was.
The trail grew continually more difficult. Soon I was going cross country. No trail. At one point I had to jump a ditch that was running water. That wrenched my shoulder, somehow. The pain was bad, but quickly abated.
Eventually I came to a spot where heavy equipment had run over the land, making a sort of a trail, which, ironically. took me back to Krogers.
In the open field due north of Krogers I saw a big pile of garbage which caused me to mutter to myself about some Texans and their garbage disposal methods.
I was in mid-mutter when a guy popped out of the garbage and headed towards me. It was a young guy, looked to be in his 20s, maybe older. The garbage was his shelter. It'd been awhile since I'd seen a homeless person. I had no idea there were homeless people living so close to the place I call home.
If I was a nicer guy than I am I'd probably bring the homeless guy some Beef Stroganoff.
It was really good.
Beef Stroganoff is my favorite thing I learned to make during my stay in Moscow.