There are all these little bridges crossing the creek that comes of the shallow lake at the end, birds, ducks and geese are everywhere. We even saw a Anna’s Hummingbird making its funny noise and doing its dive bombing technique for us.
West Moreland Park is one of those places you whiz by on 99E to and from Portland and you see the edge of it and keep saying to yourself, “I need to take a walk there.” And you say it to yourself for approx 2 or 3 years before you finally Just Do It.
And then when you get there you repeatedly say to yourself, “this is lovely, why didn’t I come here sooner?”
The park has lovely walkways all around, and hosts what is probably the worlds only casting pond in a city park. Some Portland business man that wanted to practice his (fishing) casting and not have to drive too far from the city had it put in. It also hosts those little dragon boat races. Its things like casting ponds in city parks and outdoor municipal elevators that I like about living here.
Here you can see the edges of the casting platforms that are spaced evenly around the pond, presumably so each person can cast without getting tangled up with another persons.