I really wanted to like this. I've read other reviews favorably comparing this to Meadowdale, another area hike that runs through a gulch (Lund's Gulch, in that case) down to the water. Meadowdale suffers from being overcrowded; this is exacerbated by the fact that it's pretty much a straight shot from the parking lot down to the water... there's nowhere for all those people to go but single file like ants.
This park, if it ever attains that level of popularity, will suffer the same problem. But there are some hurdles to that happening. I parked at the 92nd Street Park, which isn't even clearly marked as a park, across from the power substation. Then I wandered around a bit looking for where the trail starts. Found it, and headed down some steep steps (I thought I'd dread those coming back up, but they weren't too bad), and proceeded south to where this trail hooks up with the east-west run that goes along the stream.
The first section was just okay, with some road noise and the backs of apartment buildings or condos looming over it. As it heads west this looks a bit more like something you'd find up in the mountains, with some old if not untouched stands of cedar and western hemlock on the opposing side of the stream. (I was tempted to explore over there, but the stream looks difficult to cross).
Soon, though, things start getting weird. There are strange metal grates and cement things and pipes sticking out of the ground and... oh my God, what is that smell? Then some signs about "sewer valves". I don't know what sewer valves are, but I can understand why nobody wants them near their house. I'm not sure if I walked down here on a particularly stinky day, but wow. There was an informational sign about nurse logs and all that and I couldn't even stand to read it while enveloped in what seemed like a cloud of human waste and laundry detergent.
Fortunately the smelly area isn't that long, and after that the trail runs along a picturesque ridge, and the trail work here is impressive. The drop-off is steep in places and this could be dangerous for kids or excitable dogs, but for reasonably sober adults with good balance it's neat, and not at all something you'd expect to find in Mukilteo.
After that the trail winds down the side of a hill, past an area that looks like it would make a fine campsite if one was allowed to camp in here, and down to where I was expecting to see a beach.
However.
Upon meeting a narrow road one is met with several intimidating signs warning that access to the area is at the consent of "the owner", another that says NO BEACH ACCESS, and finally, if one has the nerve to approach close enough (and I did, after walking all the way down here), signs warning people that the whole area belongs to the Mukilteo Sewer District. And a big gate topped with barbed wire, in case you didn't get the hint.
So: kind of a mixed bag. The good news is, the disparate parts of this trail system ARE hooked up now, and I didn't see much evidence of the mud that others were complaining about -- someone's been busy bringing a lot of crushed rock in here. But the odor problem is real and is rather jarring; people who are looking for an outdoors adventure are going to be put off by something that smells more like an outhouse adventure. And finally the lack of beach access is, for me at least, a deal-killer. If I'm going to walk down a big hill to within a few hundred yards of the water, I want to SEE it at least. read more