The Adventure That Wasn't

Here is a boring story of the adventure that wasn't for today for all you faithful blog-readers to fall asleep to:
It was such a lovely day today that I decided to walk to the bank with Peter after he had his lunch. It doesn't take that long, and its nice to take a look around downtown. When I arrived, I was surprised with Customer Appreciation Day - hotdogs, drinks, and cupcakes. Oh, and can't forget the chance to win a portable DVD player. Anyways, my path home took me across the Burgoyne Bridge. This is quite a remarkable bridge, spanning the 12 Mile Creek and the 406, form which the bridge looks extremely tall. Well, actually the bridge seems pretty tall when you're on it as well, but let's move on.

Imagine I am walking down this bridge with Peter in the stroller

What a tall bridge!

Along the banks of the 12 Mile Creek, there is a fire training tower where we have never seen any activity. I always thought it would be quite interesting to watch a training session, and I was a little excited to see a fire truck and several other fire vehicles along the shore, hooking up hoses to the hydrant and leading into the creek.

Here is an overhead map of where we wereThis is a fire training tower. Not the one we live by but I don't have a great picture of the real one.

See? This is the real one. You can kind of see the tower in the background.I was hoping to see some of this.

Instead of stopping in at the park to play on the swings with Peter, I went home and called the fire department to see if there was indeed something going on worthwhile watching.
Sadly, I was told they are just testing some equipment and not doing any fire drills. Boo, so much for my afternoon entertainment. The camera isn't at home, so it was probably not meant to be. Perhaps another day... it'll just have to be fun at the park for today!
The End.