This walk started at NE 60th and Salmon, where I spotted a large tree that looked like something out of the magic "apple tree forest" in Wizard of Oz. Oh, when I was younger I would've wanted to climb this!
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Heading down 60th, it was time to "storm the castle" toward Reservoir 6.
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I spotted some ducks swimming around, and I suddenly had the thought: "This is some of Portland's drinking water...what happens when they poop in it?"
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These thoughts didn't improve as I pondered the ring of moss and mildew around the sides:
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Now the real climbing began, as I skipped up the 126 steps to Reservoir 5.
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Above this reservoir, I turned back to get a great look down at the water and East Portland below:
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I proceeded up to smaller Reservoir 1, which only intensified my doubts about open air storage of drinking water...
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At the top of the Mount, I came to a statue of Harvey W. Scott, early and long-time editor of the Oregonian, and "molder of opinion in Oregon and the nation" according to the inscription. From the side I thought he looked a bit like Lenin:
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So, if Mt. Scott was named after him, why is his statue standing at the top of Mt. Tabor? Is he pointing toward the correct Mt?
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I came across not one but two charming cottage style bathrooms. That was a nice touch.
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It was then I came across the elusive "pukatron" ride. Many good times (and a few scrapes) have been had on these things!
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I hopped on for a quick ride...
A little ways downhill from this small park, there was an amphitheater carved into the hill. (Hmm, another potential "cowbell concert in the park" location.)
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Heading back toward Salmon Street, I encountered a three path choice. The nice thing about the smallish size of Mt. Tabor is, you can't really get too lost no matter which one you choose.
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I found this online brochure about Portland's open air reservoirs. About those health and cleanliness concerns? Not to worry. According to this, they clean them twice a year.
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