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Golden Gate Heights Park
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10 reviews for Golden Gate Heights Park
This is our dog's new favorite park. Or maybe it's his owners new favorite park because it's only a few blocks from our house. We also love this park because we get a combination of a park setting, trails, and a jaw dropping ocean view of the setting sun - all while exercising (aka tiring out) our dog.
Don't get me wrong, our pup still goes ga-ga over Stern Grove Park!!! GG Heights is on our growing list of amazing dog friendly/human enjoying parks in the city.
Grand View Park, with its iconic profile easily visible from the Sunset neighborhoods, is for many the symbol of Golden Gate Heights. This has, in fact, led a number of people to refer to it as "Golden Gate Heights Park", which does a great disservice to the *real* Golden Gate Heights Park, about half a mile to the south. Then again, maybe that helps keep this place a secret for the locals.
While Grand View Park is primarily a vista point, GGH Park is a true neighborhood park, with picnic tables, tennis courts, a playground, meadows to let your dog run around in, and a surprisingly extensive forest that, on a foggy day, is just as atmospheric as anything on Mt Sutro or Mt Davidson. Highly recommended for those trying to find a tranquil, forgotten spot to relax in this bustling city.
This is a great hidden gem of a park. It's tucked away and not very well known about. It's great for wearing out your dogs. It has a number of great little walking paths through the trees with absolutely breathtaking views of the Sunset. Only drawback is about half of the park tends to stay muddy during the rainy season so maybe not the best place to throw the disc around. Totally a great place for a stroll. It's also got a nicely hidden tennis court if that's your thing.
I have only been here once but you don't need to come back more than that to really appreciate this place....despite the time of day and the weather. My roommate took me here for my first experience of this place, I later paid him back in full by taking him up to Tank Hill. I was taken away by the view of the bridge and the city, especially the way the light hit the bridge on this clear and cool night. The way I remember it is hazy now, so I will revisit it again soon.
5 Big Red Ones
This place is so great... just a couple city blocks south, and a great place to walk, relax, or play with the pup!!!
This place is really beautiful.. The view just took my breath away..
Turtle Hill is a great spot to just peep out the City and breathe in the seamist kissed air. So serene, from up there the people look like busy ants. It's dope like heroin to watch the fog roll in.
Golden Gate Heights Park is like a small piece of Golden Gate Park, dripping, verdant and vine-laden, that has migrated south, inch by inch, until it perched itself on top of the highest peak it could find to get a stunning view of the ocean. Keep repeating the mantra Not all who wander are lost, Not all who wander are lost, as you walk to the place where the avenues twist and knot and run together. There, traveler, on a lucky day, you may find this hidden jewel.
This secret little hilltop is a rustic oasis amid the rows of houses in the inner sunset. Pack a blanket, a thermos of cocoa and watch the sun melt into the pacific. The stairs that lead up to the park are located at 14th and Moraga... but shhhh! Don't tell anyone.
wet sprinkling mist,
throbbing calves and shins,
me atop a hill
overlooking nothing
and everything.
find me a bench
tie me my hat
pull it tight so I can see
the frosty view of the city.
west, north, south, east
this spinning spiral staircase
take a breath and gasp in hail
rooftops that I sail upon.
A discover of the city,
coming to me six years later
after comfort and warmth
of my little cocoon I call home.
Who else has dared this path
of sheer pleasure, misery
the ocean I can not see,
no not today
perhaps yesterday.
The irony of this walk
that led me here
in all directions going nowhere.
cascading down
you may frown at me
slipping on mosaic steps.
the twilight shines deceptively
on the staircase for small feet.
I could stumble here and fall flat on Moraga
or someplace between Fulton and 14th.
Instead I find myself in an Irish bar
with streams of light on my warm guiness.
A park in the heights of my city
on this misty saturday afternoon
dusty, dingy, sweet smell of gloom.
This is the city I love through
rain or shine.
