Showing posts with label Madison Pool. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Madison Pool. Show all posts

Sunday, March 14, 2021

Hikes 3D and 6B: Far North

Dear Diary,

It's been weeks, hasn't it?  I'm sorry.  I've been distracted by issues related to housing, by yet more big unrelated projects I've taken on, and by feeling too cold, in early March when I was unsheltered, to write.

My big news, which this time you, dear Diary, are getting before that other page, is that now I'm actually housed.  As of three days ago, I sleep in a room that I've paid for and, for the first time in nearly fifteen years in Seattle, leased.  And yes, this makes it easier to forget about parks - except that I'm still hiking a lot, so I still need places to eat and do other things while out and about, so it isn't that easy after all.

The winter may be ending - I have hopes that the current spell of lows in the 30s might be the last - which would, in the normal course of things, lead to the now-closed restrooms re-opening, and, not less important, the water fountains coming back on.

Where I left off, I'd just decoded the map claiming to show open restrooms.  So I figured I had no more surprises coming, and stopped looking at the map before each day's hike.  As a result, I got several surprises.

But the first place I went, I went to twice.  It was the last park I visited January 9, but it was full night and I didn't take any pictures.  Then I went back January 14.

Bitter Lake Playfield

This was one of the parks introduced to you late because of my phone's theft and various other delays, dear Diary, first described November 12 in "Top of the City" part III, then getting its own page, six days later, in "Hygiene Is a Luxury I Can't Afford".

I found the restrooms open, apparently and according to people I spoke with, 24 hours last June.  In October I found them locked thanks to a delayed construction project.  And in January...

The closed doors:



The "sanican"s that, as I knew by the time I took these photos, were the excuse the Seattle Department of Parks and Recreation was using to claim that the restrooms were open:


On the night of the 9th, I needed to do Number Two.  But the regular-sized "sanican" on the left of that photo was out of toilet paper that night, and the ADA-sized one on the right was occupied the whole time I was there.  So I hiked the whole way back to Green Lake instead.

The restroom building:


I didn't, on these visits, explore the park much, or look for the campers whose plumbing had been reduced to those "sanican"s for months.

Bitter Lake Community Center

In February, while I was in SeaTac, this building hosted a cold weather shelter for some days.  I doubt its restrooms and water fountains have re-opened to the public since then, but it's possible.  But on January 14, this is what I found:


I think it was hosting child care.

I debated which entrance would appear in this building's postcard shot, and eventually went with the more conservative side:


but wouldn't be at all surprised if an actual postcard featured the much livelier other entrance.

Helene Madison Pool

Also introduced in "Top of the City" part III.

In that page there's a photo that's pretty much the same as this attempt at a postcard shot:


I found it, of course, closed:


So basically, dear Diary, this winter, and for some months before, there was no public place for people in the far north of Seattle to wash their hands, which is pretty much what "Hygiene Is a Luxury I Can't Afford" dramatises.

All for now, but I hope to get back to you, dear Diary, tonight.  As I said, the parks department may soon begin re-opening restrooms and turning on water fountains.  I probably will continue banging the drum about this winter beyond that point, but it would be nice to finish telling you about the hikes, at least, before they're so obviously outdated.



Thursday, November 12, 2020

Top of the City, Part III

Dear Diary,

Perhaps you remember that we left off, two pages ago, with an account of my hikes June 26 and October 10, resting at the Eddie McAbee Entrance on the latter date.

The reason I needed to rest is that I was about to hike to the city limits to visit the only park in North Seattle more isolated from other parks than Carkeek Park:

Llandover Woods

Each time I've gone there, I've taken the direct route, up 3rd Ave NW.  I've gradually learnt that this was only a terrifying experience the first time because I'm really bad at finding sidewalks.  3rd has sidewalks on the west side of the street from NW 100th to about 115th Streets, and on the east side for all but one block from NW 120th to 145th.  So there's only occasionally reason to risk the traffic.  Wimps could, of course, take Greenwood Ave N, which has good sidewalks the whole way.

Anyway, upon reaching 3rd Ave NW and NW 145th St, one is confronted with a sign:

Here's that sign's map a bit closer:

Now, on June 26 I read that map as clearly showing that the entrance to the trails was west on NW 145th.  So I considered taking a video of the uninterrupted trees along there, but settled for a photo, and went on speculating that maybe the project had run out of money.

On October 10, on the other hand, I noticed that star at the park's northwest corner, which seemed to be reachable via a pretty simple series of winding streets.  So off I went.

Anyone who ever does the same should please compare the map above with, you know, a real map first, so as to know that after NW 137th St and a long trek along NW Northwood Road, one must turn at Alpine Way NW; not knowing this, I wound up in someone's driveway.  Somewhere along the way, I learnt that my destination is in a literally gated community, Llandover by the Sound:

Anyway, though, after shorter stints on NW Culbertson Drive and Sherwood Road NW, one eventually does reach that starred entrance, and yes, there really is a woods there:

Eventually I stumbled onto the path back to 3rd and 145th, and thus discovered that the actual trail entrance is not on 145th, but behind a parking lot that is, in turn, behind this pillar:

which is south of the original sign and its map.

Just inside that entrance is a more useful map:

which helped me as I trudged back to where I'd left my cart, waited out a rain squall, and then climbed back up every one of those winding roads again.  Which is quite enough of my stupidity for today.

Along good sidewalks of 145th and then Linden Ave N, each time evening was nearing as I visited

Bitter Lake Reservoir Open Space

This is an odd park.  Like Froula Playground and Maple Leaf Reservoir Park, it's built on the grounds of a Seattle Public Utilities reservoir.  Unlike those, its pervasive theme is water:  a couple of fitness machines that require pumping motions, a see-saw decorated with dolphins and sharks, a P-Patch, and the gorgeous water play area, turned off this year, that greets people at a formal entrance:
But none of this means there's a water fountain, let alone a restroom.

The park was pretty crowded in June, but not in October.

The next Seattle Department of Parks and Recreation park is down Linden a ways, near N 130th St, but first, it turns out rather more of the reservoir site is parkified than is an official park:

The outer fence, in front, is just because the land across it is well below the sidewalk.  All the way to the inner fence way back there is open to the public, acres and acres it seems.

Bitter Lake Playfield

This is the park I've found most changed this year, unless you count places like Christie and Fritz Hedges Waterway Parks.

The lake is this playfield's most memorable feature; it's on the northwest border.  Along most of the east lies the Bitter Lake Community Center, which unlike the other Community Centers in "N" and "NW" does not contain restrooms with outside doors.  Instead the restrooms are a little southeast of the park's middle.

The first time I visited, there were people camping all along the lake shore (though carefully not blocking scenic outlooks), and a little to the east of the lake, along the park's north edge.  The restrooms stayed open at least until 9:05 P.M., and people told me they were open 24 hours.  The water fountains weren't running.  The park was bustling.

The second time I went, as at the reservoir, was much quieter.  One reason is that the plumbing had flipped:  the restrooms were locked but the water fountains were on.  Everyone had moved their tents away from the lake shore to another location, though tents remained along the park's north edge.  A fence leaned against the shore bushes blocked one of the outlooks.

I talked with two women campers.  The one who did most of the talking said, in response to my imagining that the parks department was trying to shift people to Woodland Park, that the only deal she'd been offered was trash pickup, and that seemed to be breaking down.  She said, and Rachel Schulkin, parks department communications manager, confirmed, that the restrooms had been closed for a construction project.  She also said she hadn't seen any construction for a while; Ms. Schulkin, who didn't believe that the restrooms had been 24 hours, seemed upset that the restrooms hadn't reopened, though by mid-October the writing was already on the wall, the seasonal restrooms uncertain at best.  (The construction was lighting, unfortunately not winterisation.)

So all my new photos of this park are darker than the old ones.  This is partly for personal reasons; those were the only restrooms I'd expected to see between Carkeek that morning and Northacres the next morning.  But partly, I didn't much like the casually negligent way this park's summer activity had been stilled.  Anyway:

Two of Bitter Lake's scenic outlooks:


The geese, this time not on the lake:

Hmm.  Those buildings looked shabbier to me than this photo makes them.

Speaking of shabby, the fenced-in scenic outlook:

And the restrooms, which I couldn't find closed last time, but now:


Haller Lake Street End

This is at the end of N 125th St; across the lake NE 125th St begins.  As this implies, we aren't especially close to the Bitter Lake parks here; Northacres is actually closer.  I don't know whether this park has a formal connection to the street end program; it's practically a model of the concept, but not on any list I've seen.

Each time, I reached this park in twilight.  Somehow, each time I decided that it made sense to shoot a photo facing east across a small lake at sunset.  In contrast to the Bitter Lake parks, this one was much busier at the (much earlier) October twilight than in June; I had to negotiate with fishermen to take this:

And now for something literally, but not figuratively, much darker.  For whatever reason, people living next to the park are waging a duel of positivity.  Despite the limited light, I couldn't resist trying to document a sample of each side:


Next more or less due north to Meridian Ave N and N 135th St, except that on October 10 I took a vast detour to verify where 3rd Ave NW has sidewalks.

Madison Pool and Ingraham Playfield

Madison Pool is both the northernmost and the most approachable of the pools in North Seattle that I've visited in this year of closure; in fact each night, of June 26 and October 10, I slept there.  It is, as a result, where my June notes go away, so I just photographed what I wanted to, starting with where I slept:

See that bench, next to the building name?  There's another opposite that one, hidden in this photo by the planter, and I slept each time sitting up on that bench.

But my real reason for taking this photo is the building name.  This pool isn't named for a slave-owner, but for Helene C. Madison, who moved here as a child and won various gold medals and set various world records in swimming.  I found a site called Olympedia informative in relation to her ties to Seattle.

Although the pool is closed, it turns out that a surprising amount of land is attached to it, even though everything is on the grounds of Ingraham High School, and most of that land is parkified:

Speaking of Ingraham, a line about the Ingraham High School Playfield showed up in the 2020 Seattle real property report as a parks entry.  I assume what's meant is at least this:

Well, that's my report on the top of the city outside "NE".  Next come updates and supplements to the first two "Top of the City" pages, and then a bunch more pages.  I'm sorry, dear Diary, that it's so hard for me these days to get to Wi-Fi to write in you; I know it's silly to have such a lot left in mid-November.