When we first moved to SB it took a while to realize how much “wilderness” there is close by. The mountains look mostly wild of course, but back then we didn’t realize there are plenty of trails up through them. But many of the creeks have trails too, and they start well within the city limits. One of our favs starts at Stevens Park under the bridge we enjoy taking to and from town, and voting on the best view (mountains or city/islands).
Though most drivers don’t even notice the bridge, we usually take in not just the two views but also the “hidden” forest beneath us. Maybe because we often go there to walk through the small park to the well tended trails along either side of the creek. Down amid all the green, the sights and sounds of the city seem far way. So close to houses and cars, yet you feel yourself back in time discovering hidden delights.
A tall tree with miniature “grapes” was beautiful and imposing, yet offered its bounty right next to the path. So many people know every plant, we probably could have waited there a moment to ask someone passing by. But other delights beckoned.
It seems long ago that a wildfire raged through this canyon, where brave fire crews stopped it beneath the bridge. The main signs remaining just a few years later are charred trunks on healthy trees and scattered victims like this that nourish the ecosystem. A few steps further along the trail, a different combination of light and soil shelters this explosion of color.
Whether flying past, driving across, or walking the trails and pausing in contemplation, our creek parks soothe the soul.
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