One of my most popular posts was one of earliest out at Castlewood. It still draws me back, as I see changes over the years.
The old road above, which had begun to suffer from terrible erosion, has been stabilized. Originally, the road led to the various cabins on the bluffs, as well as the ruins of the old water cistern, seen below.
The views are still incredible, and what certainly drew people out here on the railroad in the early Twentieth Century.
The long wooden staircase, supposedly built by Boy Scouts, is actually beginning to show its age; it will need to be renovated soon.
The heavy rains have left thick underbrush and canopy around the park, just as in the city.
But here and there, signs of life, such as this old telephone pole that led up the houses on the bluff.
The grand staircase still holds on, though its condition continues to deteriorate as well.
The tunnel, holding in the cold, still allows access under the very active tracks.
I don’t think I have ever seen these hunks of concrete before, revealed due to extremely low river levels. I have no idea what they were. Part of the train station that served Lincoln Beach right here?
And then there is this broad meadow; was it perhaps sports fields back in the day for the resort?
The Scenic Limited I think was the railroad that brought people out from the city.
I feel like this sign has faded badly from when I was younger.
