Aaron and Wendy's son, Kai, discovered this little pocket park when he was out on an adventure with his grandparents. He told his parents about it, and we all went there last weekend. It's thirteen acres of wilderness, surrounded by civilization. Formerly a privately-owned property, it was bequeathed to the city in 1999. It has one very short trail, a beaver pond (!), and some ... ruins, for lack of a better word.
It was really fun to explore a previously unknown nook of SE Portland, and to see beavers, nutria (aka swamp rats, for you easterners), wood ducks and mallards.
Errol Heights reminded me that it's often the small things that matter.
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| Wendy, with Suzanne in the background. They are looking at what might be a beaver or might be a nutria. If you can't see the tail, they're hard to tell apart. |
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| Beaver chew! |
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| The girls hanging out in what Kai referred to as 'The Contraption.' None of the adults could figure out what it was. Best guess was some sort of spillway. There was a destroyed smartphone in a hundred pieces all around where the kids are standing. |
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