Growing up in Dauphin, Manitoba, we had a beautiful hidden gem located behind Vermillion Park. A sizeable chunk of barely tamed woods, on the east side of the snaking Vermillion river, full of overgrown trees and barely navigable walking paths. As kids, my friends and I spent hours in there.
Often, we were the only people in the woods. It was this fantastic, hidden world, right in behind the houses on Wellington Crescent. I'm not sure how or why, but it was known as the "Monkey Trails". We didn't come up with the name. It was passed down to us from who knows where. Some of my best childhood memories happened on that wonderful patch of nature, just outside our back doors.
No matter the season, it is a place of beauty.
But for me, a giant lit and paved path sort of took a vacuum to the Monkey Trails and sucked out the magic that made it special for me.
Now, it just seems like an extension of Vermillion park, which coincidentally enough also has wide gravel paths and street lights.
The woods where I used to escape is now fully lit at night, impossible to get lost in, and is dotted with benches sponsored by Dauphin Countryfest, complete with beer bottles littering the ground just feet away from trash cans.
Maybe I'm just being old enough to yell at kids to get off of my lawn. I suppose in the end, I'm happy that the people of Dauphin have this. I'm just saddened that the Monkey Trails as I knew them don't exist anymore.
Was there really a need to replace it with Vermillion Park The Sequel?
Here's a few photos from the parts of the Monkey Trails that haven't been paved over yet. It really is a beautiful place for Dauphin to have.
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