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The Overseer |
Round about ramble as we head out to collect essentials at the grocery store. Not possible to get genuinely lost but definitely could get confused for some time. Works best as a discovery experience rather than a task oriented enterprise. Navigation actually the diametric opposite of Saskatchewan (surprisingly - if you haven’t lived there - the province with the most miles of road). Much of Saskatchewan is covered by grid roads, as mathematical as that sounds, with east-west roads one mile apart and north south ones two miles apart. Helps that the south of the province is pretty flat and if you had a large scale map what you see would be what you get.
And then there’s Lapta, sprawling from the sea up the mountainside, roads taking the line of least resistance with no two parallel. Some newly sufaced and others little more than dirt tracks that may peter out - or regain their strength unexpectedly. Roads that look straight and promising can end suddenly at a gated villa or an apartment parking lot. And the maps helpfully provided online and duly copied as screen shots are, as they say, an indication only. So a planned excursion contains happy surprises. Although if your sense of direction is no better than mine much of the surprise may be that the "same" route seems to have entirely different landmarks than it did last time. Google maps and friends do have the main roads but with variations and omissions. Possibly even additions?
Today we pass a hollow. Dry river bed? Garbage tip for unwanted crates, broken and otherwise? Home, anyway, to a variety of contented poultry. We’re not wonderful at identifying, but definitely more than one species. Is that one a duck or a goose? Some proudly outstanding and others well camouflaged.
Collecting the bread and oranges rather an anticlimax.