Ozark walk
May 31, 2006
After a few days of walking a wimpy mile or so, back and forth along the Monarch Cove seawall promenade, the sun relented a bit and yesterday morning I took off up Greenleaf Spur to Wilmar and its intersection with Duckhead Road, to see what has changed.
Since my late-winter walk, the trees are now in full leaf, of course, and we’re well into front yard Petunia time. A less welcome change was the sprouting of a Handi-Jon and two new houses under construction on Duckhead. The area continues to “grow.” Homes back from the water would seem to be a real bargain, nestling in amongst the tall Oaks. Some have a distant view of the lake, but who needs it? I’d rather gaze at the Oaks than listen to water being whipped up by buzzing Waverunners.
On I amble down Duckhead, and as I turn right onto Deepwater Drive I notice a tall new flagpole poking up from the duck’s head. On top was a huge stars and stripes, and below it a banner with a duck’s head. There may be a new resort at the end of the private drive leading to Duckhead Point.
It’s an overcast morning, with just a sprinkling hint of rain, about 75 degrees cool. There is a nice breeze from the south that provides a welcome respite from the glaring weekend sun. I move right along with what for me is a brisk stride, taking periodic note of how my back and hips are behaving. One can’t be too presumptive these days. But for now, on this 30th day of May in the year 2006 at age 74-and-counting, my legs are still answering the call.
At the end of the Deepwater Drive loop, back on Duckhead, is my breathing test as the road climbs steeply back to the ridgeline. I am happy to report that I am still breathing, and pretty well at that.
Dave, which he was really huffing and puffing just a little. Don’t tell.
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