At my Trader Joe’s there is a chalk picture of Eagle Landing. Stairs to the beach is what I saw, so finally this weekend I sought out this cool place.
I attacked it from the beach by walking down from Seahurst Park and then finished up by driving up to the park entrance up at the top of the bluff.
Here is what I found, a park of lovely design and stairs to nowhere.
It is a rock beach in this area and the tide was out enough to walk to the north of Seahurst park’s paths. Not much to see at first but in the distance I think I see a tangle of trees on the beach. When I get down there it is a mess from a landslide. It had pushed the trees onto the beach into the water.
Upon my way, I saw a family of crows. Three adults and a baby giving them a run for their money.
Then I saw the staircase. It was in the bushes but a trail took me up off the beach and got me to them. No surprise the path had been overgrown by blackberries. It has been a lush year here in the Pacific Northwest with things growing so fast.
There was a strange thing going on here. The stairs were overgrown and unkempt. That was not right. The city would not just stop maintaining this place. Or would they?
These stairs were so visual in their metalness and the view was awesome. However, they kind of gave me leap-a-phobia. That feeling that you will throw yourself off a high place. Vertigo can be so odd.
Lot of stairs here. I kept on climbing to see what was at the top. Curiosity is a crazy thing.
Little did I know the park had closed the stairs. Later at home, a little research on-line turned up that a storm in 2014 had eroded the bottom. Coupled with the landslide it was now off-limits.
Ooops I had trespassed. Back down I went and climbed across the landslide on the beach. To my delight I saw this Belted Kingfisher and even caught him in flight.
I also found this odd metal and cement thing on the beach. I am guessing it was a boat anchor or perhaps some signage was on it.
I had to figure out what it was like up at the top, so I drove to the park entrance. There I found a postage stamp parking lot and a cool eagle sculpture.
Up here on the bluff the trail was typical Pacific Northwest dirt through a lush green forest.
Then I saw the other side of the plywood and some signage that gave me a clue to check on later.
And they made sure we stayed out. Fenced in up here would stop most folks. And to think I climbed up there from the bottom. YIKES
Off to the side of the blocked stair entrance was a bench and signage. How would they have known that their info on how the soil was sliding would be exactly what closed this lovely place to us.
What an adventure but it was topped off by two lovely things. First a robin singing in the tree to me and then a Buddha near the park entrance. Hope you enjoyed my discovery of the stairs to nowhere.
