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| Jackson and fellow tots enjoy feeding the koi at the upper pond, right near the entrance. |
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| When I saw him running down this little path these lyrics came to mind: "Little bunny foo-foo, hopping through the forest..." |
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| Washing his pine cone in the drinking fountain, as you do. |
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| The little babbling brook at this park is the best one I've encountered in L.A. Very fast-moving and naturalistic. We walked across a fallen-log bridge together. |
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| Lower pond: Lots more ducks and turtles. More turbid water. Scary catfish things. At both ponds, they sell .25 handfuls of fish food out of repurposed gumball machines. Bring quarters. |
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| F.E. Hopkins Wilderness Park sign: This little park is completely surrounded by apartment buildings and so forth, and the "wildnerness" consists mainly of unmown grass, but you can camp overnight with a permit. Gas barbecues, sinks and real bathrooms are available for campers.) If nothing else, it's a sweet little forested escape in the big city. They also seem to host (if not organize/manage) classes for little kids in a small classroom space toward the front. Very walkable with little dudes, and feeding the fish was a lot of fun. |
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