Well, not so secret anymore.
On a recent quest for green space, Mr. Hiar and I chanced upon an ill-kempt trail just off busy Connecticut Avenue. The Melvin Hazen Park is a stream valley tributary to Rock Creek that boasts a poorly maintained and somewhat hidden hiking path. We made the good decision to give it a look, and we were pleasantly surprised by how beautiful and serene our surroundings were.
Thanks to last month's snow, most of the path was muddy and difficult to follow. I don't have the steadiest of footing on dry ground, so I had a bit of trouble. Also, next time, I'll bring sneakers; I had on a pair of flimsy slip-on shoes with stylistically punched holes. Needless to say, at the end of my day they were full of mud. This aside, a firm hand to hold on to went a long way, and I managed to navigate the park without so much as a stumble.
During our time in the park, we encountered only a hand full of people. Without a single person in sight, we enjoyed our packed lunch on a log that had fallen across the stream bed. It truly seemed like a strange oasis of wilderness in the middle of Washington's urban hustle and bustle. And that pretty much sums up Rock Creek Park, doesn't it?
Though I'm hesitant to encourage people to clog the trails in Melvin Hazen, the blogger in me insists that I tell you all about it. Give it a visit, you won't be disappointed.
(Images via Life of Adventure and RunDC.com)
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