I'd like to share with you what this 33 acre patch of woods means to me. I grew up a block from the top edge of the park. By the way, forgive me, but I will refer to Fauntleroy Park as Whiskey Woods. It's what I know it as. Legend has it that around the turn of the century (1900-ish) a guy's horse named Whiskey died down there. Thus, Whiskey Woods. My first venture into these woods was 1966. Fauntleroy Elementary, 1st Grade, Mrs. Carlson. We took a "field trip" and walked across the church parking lot with our lunch pails, up the trail by the church, across the stream, then up that little switchback hill. Nowadays it's steps. Back then it was just planks with horizontal wood braces nailed in. Once you got to the top there was a small clearing. It was much more of a clearing in 1966. We all sat around, had our lunches, and probably heard a story or something. So my first venture into Whiskey Woods was in 1966. In that clearing (semi-clearing nowadays) you'll see a fallen tree, now it's just an old decaying log, sticking out and up to the east at about a 45 degree angle. That's the Nickel Log. Around when I was 10 years old that log was in the same position, but in much better shape, and someone hammered nickels into the base of it. Thus, the Nickel Log. I find it cool as it's still there today. So anyway, from where I lived I walked through the woods to school, and home, every day. I and a few of my friends grew up down there. Back in the late 60's and the 70's the park department had gotten ahold of it, but really hadn't done anything with it to show that they owned it. No entry barriers, signage, maintenance, it was just some neighborhood woods. Growing up down there we'd ride bikes (this was long before such a thing as BMX), made camps, slingshot wars, underground camps. Yes, underground. Then in later years, mid 70's and high school we did things down there like you did in high school in the mid 70's. (Party). Although I've been in Burien since 1990 I still have visited Whiskey Woods regularly. Weekly, or twice a month. This past week I've been on vacation and have been down there four times. Now, at 56, I huff and puff a bit coming back up, but I so cannot tell you how much these woods mean to me. I'm going to retire in 9 years, will likely move from the area, and will miss these woods most of all. The woods are different now than when I was a kid. There's rules....and that's fine. The joint efforts that have gone underway to preserve, clean up, and improve Whiskey Woods are to be commended. I applaud and shout, Bravo! Thank you. I just wanted to share some history and perspective from a kid who basically grew up in these woods.
These woods... excuse me... this park... is in great shape. Thank you to all who have cared for it. Been on vacation and been there 4 times this week. It's a hiking park...from 1 to 2 miles, depending on how much adventure you want. read more