Strange name right? Well, the plan for the walk was such that we were to cross the Don river three times. Hence the name. It was a bright and cold day out when I woke up. The sun was shining and the snow had fallen. Just a little too cold for my liking. Still I bundled up, and made my way out the door to see what there was worth seeing. We met up down at King and Yonge, fortified ourselves with coffee and then braved the great out doors.