Bort Meadow

Yesterday, we decided to celebrate the return of warm weather with a hike at Bort Meadow. In a metropolitan area boasting redwoods, beaches, waterfalls and mountains, the meadow is an often overlooked, and surprisingly underrated geographical feature.  When you really think about it, there’s nothing much that beats a meadow. It’s mother nature’s front lawn. A soft, expansive carpet of grass nestled between rolling hills of raw wilderness. Bort Meadow lies within Anthony Chabot Regional Park, which stretches through the Oakland hills, adjoining Lake Chabot Regional Park to the south, and Redwood Regional Park to the north. Its a nice, flat hike perfect for those of you who are 39 weeks pregnant. As you can see, the wildflowers were in full effect. 

The meadow itself had picnic tables, barbeque grills and restrooms. Definitely making the list for unborn baby’s first birthday party. Kate, the rock star she is, waddled along the sun-drenched path with a smile.

Today, we walked to Frog Park with our neighbors (who have a four month old) to meet up with some friends and their babies, drink beer and enjoy the sun.  A happy glimpse into our future.   We were supposed to have dinner with a couple from our birthing class tonight, but they went into labor instead. Holy crap.

Kate? Sleeping by my side. And still pregnant.