Brian D.
Yelp
Oh, my, God Becky, look at that butte!
I like big buttes I can not lie.
Since moving back to east Portland, I've rediscovered this forgotten treasure of a park. I spent a chunk of my early childhood living in the area that the butte resides in. Back then (the 1970's) it was a Meadowland Dairy, and there were cows grazing up there. The dairy was up and running until 1990.
In my 20's I moved to NW Portland and had Forrest Park (the witch house), and Washington park (Fruit loop!) to frolic in.
In my 30's and 40's I lived in the Hawthorne/Mt. Tabor area. Mt.Tabor and Laurelhurst were my neighborhood haunts.
I had forgotten all about Powell Butte.
Powell Butte is a 600 feet tall extinct volcanic cinder cone holds a 612-acre park: Powell Butte nature park.
The park has nine miles of hiking trails and offers spectacular views of Mount Hood and Mount St. Helens, and if you're blessed with a clear day, glimpses of Mount Adams, Mount Rainier, and Mount Jefferson
They have a gate that allows entry to the park by car @ SE 162 and Powell. The road leads to the visitor center, with a three-tiered parking lot with adequate parking spaces. It's never been full when I've been there.
The visitor center is open to the public Wednesdays through Sundays from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m., and has a public restroom.
The gate is open and closed at the following times -
Fall: 7:00 AM-8:00 PM
Winter: 7:00 AM-6:00 PM
Spring: 7:00 AM-8:00 PM (until Memorial Day)
Summer: 7:00 AM-10:00 PM (Memorial Day to Labor Day)
There is an assortment of trails you can take from the visitor center, wheelchair-accessible.
Pets are allowed if kept leashed.
Like Mt. Tabor, Powell Butte contains reservoirs that supply drinking water to the City of Roses. There are a two 50 million gallon water reservoirs buried underneath the butte.
You'll find hikers, walkers, mountain bikers, and runners commingling with wildlife.
Wildlife I've viewed on visits: birds, rabbits, and deer. Coyotes also call the butte their home.
Powell Butte is a great escape from the hustle and bustle of the city. I find myself here quite a bit nowadays.
Take a picnic, camera, sunscreen, and a hat. There is a lack of shade on most of the trails.
There is a 100 year old walnut orchard that is straight out of a Andrew Wyeth painting.
Mt. Tabor (where I spent my elementary school years exploring) will always hold a special place in my heart, but move over Tabor, there's a new butte in town!