Oh.
Writing this review kind of hurts my cold, cold heart.
West Sac, the best sac, surges through my veins and this park used to be one of my old childhood stomping grounds.
Sam Combs park was once strictly a playground, and clubhouse (our family has rented out the facilities for many a party, way back when). And, it was the only playground in the area that had thee very dangerous kiddie-powered merry-go-round. Ah, the good ol' days... second-hand smoke, optional seat-belt use, what the hell is a car seat?, Mc D's coffee was HOT, and dangerous playground equipment was the sh*t!
It is still a pretty decent playground and grassy soccer area.
But, this review is for the fairly-recent after-thought dog park area.
My gawd. I felt like we were entering the land of the lost. Yeah, yeah, I know that dog piss ruins grass, but this place is just a big dust bowl. It's very shaded by lots of big old trees, but I was expecting tumbleweed to mow me over at any minute. There are patches of green on the ground... weeds, but expect to feel like Pig-Pen walking outta there with a big ol' dust cloud surrounding you. I would hate to visit this place in the winter, and walk outta there feeling like Wilbur fresh from his mud-bath.
This is a pretty damn desolate dog park, compared to Summerfield just a bit down the road.
A few pluses-
turd-bags are supplied
a crafty meth-head rigged a ball-basket to one of the trees
someone left their kiddie-pool behind so that one can wash the dust/mud off fido.
No wonder the suburbanites from Summerfield park are always talking crap about Sam Combs (bad doggies and their ruff owners). We have never actually seen anyone in the dog park areas, so I can't comment on the clientele, but I grew up in the area and I'm sure they are of the high-class sort like me. So, this place must just be haunted by the ghost of Cujo or something, and even the West Sac Parks n' Rec are afraid to enter? read more