It's been a while since I've visited the Spit. It's still a significant place for me, but it's increasingly part of the broader city. It's no longer the surreal and accidental collection of disparate elements; it's being smoothed over and made more palatable for recreation and nature. These are good things, yes, but not my things.

This toll-booth structure is from when the spit was an active lakefilling site for construction rubble, elevated to be compatible with dump truck cabs. That's from the Toronto Harbour Commission days. The building to the left is new – it's a visitor centre built by the Toronto Region Conservation Authority, which runs the naturalized areas that are Tommy Thompson Park. One place that's shifting between two owners and two identities. 

But as the TRCA looks to gentrify Tommy Thompson Park the wilder elements of the Spit occasionally pushes back. And the old construction road is in rough shape, which doesn't look like something that's going to be fixed. There is another new visitor centre at the main entrance, which might even include such luxuries as running water, which is perhaps a more sustainable effort to make it into an easier destination and usable by more people.

For this photo I really like the Escher-esque action that's happening in the foreground. The combination of soft focus and complete depth of field from the pinhole is playing some interesting tricks.

This is a substantial bay at the end of the Spit. The rougher and newer endikement that forms a straight line against the lake is to the left, while the more naturalized area is to the right. Over summer nights there's usually a boat or two moored here, but this late in the year it was just a work barge as they continue to remediate this area.

Like the Spit, this photo started out as an accident and then finished off on purpose. I bumped the pinhole shutter open while it was pointing at the brick beach, and then reset it for a long exposure across the water. 

I've gained a lot from spending time on the Spit, and taken home more than a few significant things in my visits over the decades. This is the first time I went there in order to leave something important, and it was a trip that was long overdue.

This photo was an infinite exposure. My meter+reciprocity app measured its needed duration at 17 minutes – f/138 and iso125 HP4 film at dusk will do that. But it was at dusk, which comes quickly this time of year, so it was dark before that time was up. So I used a flashlight to paint the foreground for a few minutes, and then sat on the shore overlooking the lake until I got too cold to stay out. It was a fitting end to the evening.