Reservoir Park

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Is This Your Business?
 

A large park with two parking lots, the first one has stairs to the top of an old reservoir, from which you can look out over the park. Wooded area behind parking lot, not often used and well secluded. Another parking lot in the back, with lots of woods to walk through, slopes down to Springbank Drive. There's a lookout where you can hang around for a bit. I've yet to see more than half a dozen cars in the park at one time.
Crowd: Men in cars, mostly 30s and above.

Who's Coming

Men in cars, mostly 30s and above.

  • Crowd:Men in cars, mostly 30s and above.
  • Hours:Closes at dusk, and in the winter.
    Best times: Afternoons, after 3.
    Dates open: Closes at dusk, and in the winter.
  • Cruising Info/ Tips:Drive past the first parking lot to the gravel one in the back, from there take a walk to the lookout.
  • Wheelchair Accessible:No
  • Warnings:Occasional police cruiser, warnings about security cameras.
 
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  • thanks,have to keep an eye open next time up that way

    Commented on 7/11/2008 12:37:51 PM

     
  • yeah it is, however the last time i was by here the gates were closed so i couldn't access the park...at least from Commissioners that is.

    Commented on 7/10/2008 3:50:27 AM

     
  • hi,is this place on top of snake hill

    Commented on 7/10/2008 1:41:46 AM

     
  • After entering off Commissioners, turn right and then turn left and go past the old washroom right to the back. There is a parking lot there. At the end of the parking lot is path to a scenic lookout 1/2 way down the hill.

    Commented on 7/9/2008 1:39:47 AM

     
  • I couldn't find the parking lot
    a little better discription would be helpful.

    Commented on 6/22/2008 8:01:38 AM

     
  • I usually find someone in a car who wants to play. Watch out for dog walkers from the adjacent houses at the back parking lot. They have surprised me in delicate situations in the woods.

    Commented on 6/20/2008 10:51:37 AM

     
 
 
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