At the base of the mountain on the east side is this statue:
I'm not entirely sure what it's a statue of, because as far as I'm aware it's always just referred to as "The Statue," though you can probably look it up on wikipedia.
In the summer, every Sunday morning, there's probably 200 people around The Statue. Most of them are either smoking weed, taking part in one of about 5-10 drum circles going on on any given Sunday, dancing, reading in the sun, or doing some subset thereof. It's referred to as "Tamtams" in English, or "djembe" in French. You can probably google for the former to find pictures, but the latter is simply the name of the type of drum and not likely to find you much. Above the Tamtams, you'll find around of 20-50 people having mock sword fights who would make Rogerborg proud. But this is the winter, and I was on a walk.
Just above the statue there are small paths through lightly forrested deciduous trees:
In the summer, you'll see mountain bikers going down them, and in the winter, you may see one or two, though they'll stick to the less dangerous snow covered roads rather than cutting straight through the trees.
Most people who go up the mountain will loop around at the chalet:
Because it has a great view of the city:
But those are mostly tourists. There are better vantage points if you hike up the smaller, unsigned trails instead of walking up the lazy, winding gradual boulevards:
(The last three pictures were taken on a previous hike, hence the change in time of day)
The last time I lived here it was the summer. One thing I still haven't gotten used about the winter is the skiers.
And the snowshoers:
Having come from somewhere where if they get 2cm of snow they call it the snowpocalypse and call in the army to salt 'er down.
Today I decided to go farther than that. I went on to Lac Aux Castors ("Beaver Lake") which in the winter has skating and tobaganning:
And in the summer has pretty.
And then my battery died, so you get no picture of my trip home through the west side and across the McGill campus, wherein I slip on some slush, fall down and have not one, but two people ask me if I'm alright instead of pointing and laughing.
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