Don Valley Brick Works Park is a charming reserve a short bus
ride from the lake front in Toronto.
It has some interactive features for the kids and has turned an industrialised
site into a green and pleasant area. Whilst I am not often fulsome in my
appreciation of art, there were a couple of pieces that I found quite engaging.
One was a large installation made from a rusted sheet of metal, hung from
the side of one of the buildings. It showed the outline of Greater Toronto with
the Don Valley picked out in plants that grew through from behind. Water trickled along the water courses and dripped into a shallow tray beneath where House Sparrows bathed. I don’t
think it would be too effusive to describe it as “fitting”.
From the bus, it is a short walk to the brickworks and the chimney is visible as one gets closer.
A Gray Catbird was calling as I passed and I stopped to see if something was upsetting it. A young Cooper’s Hawk appeared nonplussed by the attention it was receiving and sat until I passed beneath it.
Back down in the quarry, a path leads through the meadow with some easy access boardwalks crossing the corners of a couple of the ponds.
The reeds in the margins were very productive with Eastern Kingbird, Warbling Vireo, and Eastern Wood Pewee.
ps. when in Toronto, visit the Open Air Book and Map Shop. It is a basement shop down some stairs at the corner of Toronto and Adelaide. It is exactly what it claims to be and even with agoraphilia like mine, I find it a pleasure to spend hours inside. Bird books and mammal encyclopaedia, insects, travel. There are no books about cooking or teen idols, no magazines about overexposed celebrities, just outdoor books and maps.
A Peregrine Falcon breeds on a building across the road from the shop. Each year, volunteers with bikes, rucksacks and radios collect the newly fledged chicks when they make their maiden flights. Apparently the tram lines are a bad hazard. The volunteers communicate on where the chick came down and the cyclist picks it up, puts it in the rucksack and takes it back up in the lift to the roof of the nest building to try again.
From the bus, it is a short walk to the brickworks and the chimney is visible as one gets closer.
A Gray Catbird was calling as I passed and I stopped to see if something was upsetting it. A young Cooper’s Hawk appeared nonplussed by the attention it was receiving and sat until I passed beneath it.
The
industrial buildings of the old brick pit are now used as cycling practice
areas and there is a garden store and café. Beyond these are the wildflower
meadows and the ponds which have been created in the flooded quarry. American Goldfinches were immediately
obvious and were the most numerous bird today after the House Sparrow. In a gap between the buildings, a Downy Woodpecker worked its way through some small trees.
The steep
side to the west of the quarry is wooded and a Great Crested Flycatcher was seen in there with a pair of Baltimore Orioles and the only Common Grackles of the day.
The east
side of the quarry is covered with seasonal weeds and wildflowers. There were
plenty more goldfinches feeding there and they seemed especially keen on the
sunflowers (which I think are actually yellow daisies (?)). A path leads up to
a viewpoint with a Warbling Vireo, Cedar Waxwings, a Yellow Warbler and American Robins feeding from the berry trees as I climbed the slope.
A dead
tree was busy with Eastern Kingbird,
Black-capped Chickadee, Northern Flicker and Hairy Woodpecker as well as more
goldfinches. Over a
rise to the right, I found a disused (I assumed) railway line. Northern Cardinal and my first Blue-gray Gnatcatchers of the year were
found here.
Back down in the quarry, a path leads through the meadow with some easy access boardwalks crossing the corners of a couple of the ponds.
The reeds in the margins were very productive with Eastern Kingbird, Warbling Vireo, and Eastern Wood Pewee.
An Eastern Phoebe called half-heartedly
while dipping its tail. I should have made more of the oding opportunities this
morning. One Blue Dasher caught my
attention as it sunbathed by the path. Plenty of Common Green Darners were seen in flight up on the ridge.
In one of the ponds, small fish responded to some crumbs thrown in by a small child. These were soon pushed aside by a Snapping Turtle that came up to assume the feeding privileges.
In one of the ponds, small fish responded to some crumbs thrown in by a small child. These were soon pushed aside by a Snapping Turtle that came up to assume the feeding privileges.
Birds
seen; 29
Great Blue
Heron 1, Cooper’s Hawk 1, Ring-billed Gull 10, Chimney Swift 10, Downy
Woodpecker 3, Hairy Woodpecker 1, Northern Flicker 2, Eastern Wood-Pewee 1,
Eastern Phoebe 2, Great Crested Flycatcher 1, Eastern Kingbird 3, Warbling
Vireo 10, Purple Martin 8, Barn Swallow 8, Black-capped Chickadee 2, Blue-grey
Gnatcatcher 2, American Robin 15, Grey Catbird 3, European Starling 15, Cedar
Waxwing 30, Common Yellowthroat 1,Yellow Warbler 2, Song Sparrow 2, Northern
Cardinal 3, Red-winged Blackbird 5, Common Grackle 3, Baltimore Oriole 3,
American Goldfinch 40, House Sparrow 80.
Starting before 06.00, Bus no. 75
leaves Toronto’s waterfront from Lower Jarvis Street at Queen’s Quay East,
Northside (see Google Earth ref;43 38 39.41N 79 22 9.01W) and passes South Rd
and Glen Drive (see Google Earth ref; 43 40 39.38N 79 22 29.58W). A gravel
track, Milkman’s Lane, leads steeply down to a stream and becomes Beltline
Trail. Keep right and pass alongside the freeway junction. The chimney from the
brick pit (see Google Earth ref; 43 41 4.17N 79 21 56.25W) should soon be
visible and the walk from the bus stop is just over 1km.
Visit the
dedicated USA and Canada Page for more posts from Toronto including High Park
and Harbour Square.
ps. when in Toronto, visit the Open Air Book and Map Shop. It is a basement shop down some stairs at the corner of Toronto and Adelaide. It is exactly what it claims to be and even with agoraphilia like mine, I find it a pleasure to spend hours inside. Bird books and mammal encyclopaedia, insects, travel. There are no books about cooking or teen idols, no magazines about overexposed celebrities, just outdoor books and maps.
A Peregrine Falcon breeds on a building across the road from the shop. Each year, volunteers with bikes, rucksacks and radios collect the newly fledged chicks when they make their maiden flights. Apparently the tram lines are a bad hazard. The volunteers communicate on where the chick came down and the cyclist picks it up, puts it in the rucksack and takes it back up in the lift to the roof of the nest building to try again.
Sounds like a great spot to visit. It's inspiring about the Peregrine rescue system too. A pair nest in the city in Melbourne, but I've not heard that our tram lines are a problem.
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