Over the bike bridge, the path split three ways, and those ways split more ways. I was with somebody, maybe Marilla, or maybe Granny, or maybe both. I don't remember if we were looking for something in particular or just exploring, but there were a lot of decisions to be made and a bit of backtracking and trying the next branch. There was a lot of foliage. I think I was admiring some big thick oak trees.

There was something about the path behind Sub Zero, also, though instead of Sub Zero it was like a big open parking lot, with some drainage ditches through it here and there. I wanted to get to the other end (i.e. the Verona Road bridge) quickly, but then realized I was on foot, while carrying something heavy (maybe Marilla) on my back, so it wasn't going to be all that fast.