- Words by Susan Lundy Photography by Don Denton

When former Oak Bay mayor Christopher Causton started walking to work at the municipal hall in the mid-害羞草研究所�90s, he decided to take the route less travelled. Today, three decades later, Chris is certain he害羞草研究所檚 walked almost all of the municipality害羞草研究所檚 dozens of back alleys, pathways and walkways.

Back in 2006, when an Oak Bay walking group asked Chris to host a back alley tour, he happily obliged, creating a route that started at the Oak Bay Recreation Centre. Expecting a group of about 25, he was stunned to see over 200 people lined up for the tour. He also didn害羞草研究所檛 anticipate that this would become a regular event held each June for the next several years, even after he retired from his role of mayor in 2011.

So, on a sunny Monday in late February害羞草研究所攖he kind of day where it feels like spring could sprout at any moment害羞草研究所擨 set out with Chris, my husband Bruce, our dog Zorro and Tweed photographer Don Denton, to find out what all the fuss is about.

害羞草研究所淭he alleys in south Oak Bay go back 100 years,害羞草研究所� notes Chris as we head out on foot from our meeting spot at the Monterey Recreation Centre. 害羞草研究所淭hey have a lot of character and, like fine wine, have had longer to develop and age than those in central Oak Bay, which date back, generally, to development after the Second World War.害羞草研究所�

There are very few classic alleys in north Oak Bay, he adds, and these are mostly cut-through-type paths or pedestrian connections.

害羞草研究所淚害羞草研究所檝e always been curious,害羞草研究所� says Chris, and indeed, this becomes apparent as we slowly wander through the crisscross of peaceful Oak Bay back alleys: it害羞草研究所檚 this inquisitive eye that takes the seemingly mundane, gives it a kaleidoscope-like spin and produces a view that says, 害羞草研究所淥h, that is interesting!害羞草研究所�

In our first laneway, we peer through a fence to the back of a house where an ancient-looking stone building lies partially hidden by foliage. This, it turns out, was once the creamery where Oak Bay害羞草研究所檚 first milk was produced.

害羞草研究所淓veryone makes the front area of their home attractive,害羞草研究所� Chris points out. 害羞草研究所淏ut looking at the back of houses shows their real character. There are things here you害羞草研究所檇 never see otherwise.害羞草研究所�

Unlike roadways, there are no standards for the alleys. Some are paved, others gravel and, unexpectedly, at least two are grass. Some are wide enough to handle a large truck; others are narrow, some are merely footpaths. Juxtapositions abound: there害羞草研究所檚 an aging Toyota Corolla parked adjacent to a gleaming Porsche; new garages perched next to ancient or converted garages.

We discover a hidden swimming pool, a chicken coop, a wall of solar panels, wooden panels, aluminum siding and a wooden drain pipe attached to wooden soffits and gutters. In one back alley, we wander over one of Oak Bay害羞草研究所檚 only speed bumps. At times, it害羞草研究所檚 like stepping into a bygone era, where tiny garages once large enough to house vehicles are now relegated to garden sheds with large, gleaming SUVs parked nearby.

As we stand looking at one laneway garage, pointing out a couple of birdhouses attached to its front side, the homeowner, digging in the garden, pops her head up and tells us that this particular structure is called The Toy House.

害羞草研究所淎 playhouse for the grandkids?害羞草研究所� I wonder to myself.

Not quite. Chris knows the homeowners (as an aside, he knows pretty much everyone we encounter on this tour), so we害羞草研究所檙e offered a peek at the toys inside: the upward swish of the garage door reveals two gleaming, classic cars.

At another point in the tour, we pass through a laneway intersection where houses representing four different periods of history害羞草研究所攁nd covering at least the past century害羞草研究所攍ive as neighbours. From here we slide into an almost-hidden pathway, and skirt past a yard where the late poet Robin Skelton apparently held seances.

(This prompts my own recollection of Skelton, who was one of my creative writing professors at UVic. For his classes, he did nothing but read his own poetry and assign two essays per term. According to creative writing department lore, Skelton graded essays by weight. I can害羞草研究所檛 confirm this, but I was a prolific word-producer and did receive excellent marks.)

The few times on our trek that we emerge from the laneway matrix and walk down a street, the difference is striking: the width of the street, the polished yards and humdrum concrete sidewalks suddenly have me yearning for the intimacy and intrigue of the laneway routes.

How, I wonder at the end of our journey, could this adventure not bring to mind the poet Robert Frost? For on this day, we took the road 害羞草研究所渓ess travelled by害羞草研究所澓π卟菅芯克鶖and it made all the difference.