Carver Lake Park and Beach — Attraction in Woodbury

Grew up not to far away. Frequented this park when it was a gravel parking lot and a wobbly dock back in the '70's. Sammy used to take the bulkheads off our fishing lines.

I came back to this park on Easter Sunday, April 4, 2010 to meet up with a man that ended up becoming the man of my dreams and the love of my life.

We went for a walk that day. He sweetly slipped his hand into mine. So without saying a word...he said it all.

We got silly, and even though it was only early April, we took off our shoes and went wading in the water.

We sat on a picnic bench by the beach and watched the sun set together...hand in hand.

I allowed my heart to open up completely to him that fateful day, and by twilght, we shared our first, sweet kiss.

We lingered until after the sunset and left when the park closed.

We began working our individual lives towards a life intertwined towards the future.

Just two months ago, he passed away unexpectedly, my beloved.

Tomorrow, April 4, 2015, I shall return to this park of many good memories. Memories from youth and memories of my dearest love.

I will walk the paths alone this time, but I know in my heart his spirit will be with me. I will walk slowly and stop along the path where he first slid his hand into mine, speaking without words, all the love in his heart.

And I will take off my shoes and dip my toes into the water, in remembrance of this kind, loving and generous man.

And I will sit upon a park bench and watch the sun slip below the horizon, beyond the shimmer of the lake and I will sit quietly, and remember .

And when the day is done, I will pause for a moment and feel his presence as I remember our first kiss. That sweet, gentle, tender kiss filled with such love and affection.

And tears will flood my face because I will not be able to contain the love I continue to hold for him in my heart. That love will come pouring out in rivulets down the apples of my cheeks and down my neck like a stream of running water.

And as I slowly walk to my car and reluctantly get inside, I will take a deep breath of fresh air before closing the door, and I will inhale the goodness that is in the air.

And with a heavy but very greatful heart, I will slowly drive away. Knowing with all the fiber of my being, that this park has made an indelible but permanent mark in my memories and also in the recesses of my heart.

Love never dies. Our story...

I love the mountain bike trails here. I do not like the type of people the come and hang out in the lot. The last time I was there about 20 or so modified cars came and parked revving their loud engines and making a big scene. I also see shady looking people walking around which makes me worried about the stuff in my car. And I have seen a few couples there fighting where the man was clearly dominant over the woman and borderline abusive.

I rarely see police patrol the lot and area. I think they need to focus on the area a bit more.

The mountain bike trails are very well done and fun. That is why I go there. A huge props to MORC and the volunteers who do the work on the...

So I used to come to Carver beach every summer until the water at the beach became contaminated and now no one is allowed to go in it. This was a few years ago and I have yet to see someone fix the issue. But the other reason I came was for the bike trails, unpaved. They are difficult for me. I am a beginner on the trails but I wouldn't recommend it unless you are a bit better on a bike. The scenery is beautiful and the picnic area is big and their is a pavilion and outhouses. I feel like their are a lot of bugs, more than usual this time of year. They have a smaller paved trail also along with an archery range which I cannot say much about because I have...