Ahh, spring thaw.
And the puddles are here.
Primarily located at crosswalks of course. They are of much less value elsewhere. The picture above isn’t unusual.
And here is a cheap plastic post used to separate people who drive at high speeds from people walking to the transit stops at the temporarily relocated LeBreton transit Station:
Salt and mud spray is the dejour fashion in Ottawa. I wonder if Nordstrom’s knows this cardinal rule of life in Canada’s Capital?
Presumably those cheap posts separating people who walk from people who drive were of some value, since many of them ended up in the ditch beside the roadway. Better a mangled post than a mangled pedestrian.
City engineer-types and their apologists tell us all, over and over, that the puddles at corners and crosswalks is caused by our severe climate, by freeze-thaw cycles, frost heave, by snow/ice banks, by God. But never by engineering design.
Of course, you and I know differently. The engineers insist on designing sidewalks so they are lowest where the cross side streets and driveways. Lower than road in fact. Water is known to flow to the lowest point. Puddles aren’t a flaw, an inadvertent by-product, puddles are a feature of sidewalk design.
[to digress for a moment, the solution for all minor intersections is to simply leave the sidewalk at its above-the-curb level as it crosses the street, so people who drive in multiple horsepower vehicles could sort of, you know, drive up and over the sidewalk. The hump would be designed-in traffic calming. Sidewalks would be the driest part of the transportation system. Well, we can dream…]
So here’s another picture of flooded sidewalks at an intersection. This isn’t in Ottawa. It is, in fact, in a city where it NEVER snows. There is NEVER any frost. There are NEVER any snow and ice banks. And every crosswalk, every intersection, every major driveway, was similarly flooded. I know, I was walking, and my feet got wet.
Gee, engineers everywhere must use the same design manuals. The ones that treat people who walk with such contempt. We aren’t such special snowflakes after all.