Alright, let’s talk about this Colliding Rivers Park, you know, the one they all yap about. I went there, yeah, me, old Betty. Didn’t know what to expect, figured it’d be just another patch of dirt and trees like back home, but, well, it was somethin’ else.
First off, getting there ain’t easy. Roads twisty and turny like a snake in a hot pan. My old bones were rattlin’ somethin’ fierce by the time we arrived. But hey, once you’re there, the view…it’s kinda pretty, I gotta say. Water everywhere, two rivers smackin’ into each other like a couple of stubborn bulls. They call it “colliding,” fancy word for a good ol’ bump and grind.
Now, they say you can do all sorts of things there. Hiking, they call it. Walkin’ up and down hills, more like it. My knees ain’t what they used to be, so I stuck to the flatter paths. Still, saw some pretty sights. Trees taller than my barn, water sparklin’ in the sun… it was peaceful, you know? No city noise, just the birds chirpin’ and the water rushin’. A good place to sit and think, if you ain’t got too much else to do.
- Water stuff: Folks were swimmin’, kayakin’… looked like fun, but too cold for my taste. These young ‘uns, they don’t feel the cold like us old folks. They say the fishin’s good too, but I didn’t see nobody catchin’ nothin’ bigger than my hand. Maybe they were just bad at it, who knows.
- Scenery: Like I said, it’s pretty. Lots of trees, lots of water. Good for takin’ pictures, I guess. My grandkid kept snappin’ away with that phone of his. Said he was gonna put it on the “Face-book” or somethin’. Kids these days.
They also got these things called “tours” you can take. Skip-the-line tickets, they call ’em. Sounds fancy, but all it means is you don’t gotta wait in line with the rest of the slowpokes. Didn’t bother with that myself. Figured I could see things just fine on my own two feet, slow as they might be.
Now, some folks on the internet, they write reviews. Fifteen of ’em, last I checked. Sayin’ it’s “beautiful” and all that. And yeah, it is kinda purdy. Three pictures too, but they don’t show you the whole story. They don’t show you the mosquitos bitin’ your ankles or the sweat drippin’ down your back on a hot day. They don’t show you the old lady hobblin’ along, tryin’ to keep up with her grandkids.
And the prices! Lord have mercy. Everything costs a fortune these days. Parkin’, snacks, even just lookin’ at the darn river probably costs you somethin’. I brought my own sandwich, smart thinking on my part. Saved myself a few bucks, that’s for sure.
Overall, it was…alright. Not the worst place I’ve ever been, not the best neither. If you like nature and don’t mind a bit of a bumpy ride getting there, you might enjoy it. Just bring bug spray and your own snacks. And wear comfortable shoes, your feet will thank you later.
Would I go back? Maybe, if the grandkids drag me there. But next time, I’m bringin’ a lawn chair and a good book. Let them young ‘uns do all the walkin’. I’ll just sit by the water and enjoy the view. That’s the life, ain’t it? Peace and quiet, and no city folks yappin’ in your ear.
So, if you’re lookin’ for somethin’ to do and you’re in the neighborhood, give it a try. Just don’t expect no fancy-schmancy stuff. It’s a park, plain and simple. Good for gettin’ away from it all, if you know what I mean. And that, my friends, is all I gotta say about that Colliding Rivers Park.
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