Park Life: Lethbridge Park and Tregear

Next, in our journey through the Outer West, we have another two-for-one offering. 

Lethbridge Park

Start at Shalvey and head west, and you are likely to find yourself in Lethbridge Park. I started this suburb at the now quite familiar local shopping strip, once again featuring a non-duopoly grocer, bottle shop and takeaway. 

If you're interested, takeaway has some remarkably bubbly writing. 

This seemed as good a spot as any to take a walk through the surrounding area. 

Points of non-interest here include some army barracks, 

and some very brown apartments. 

From here, I took a path behind the shops towards some more (presumably public) housing blocks,

with the kind of tall grass you might find wild Pokemon in. 

I also found this pathway, 

with this sticker on it, 

which led to some lower density houses on a curvy street. 

Not particularly excited by this suburb so far, I figured I'd cut it here and head to my next already. 

On the way though, I did make a quick pit stop, 

just to appreciate how in this part of Sydney, even the local playgrounds have huge gum trees standing proud in amongst the people's houses. 

Decent equipment too. 

Anyway, off to the next suburb for realsies now.

Lethbridge Park: Probably won't make an appearance in next year's Lonely Planet Sydney. 

Tregear

Southwest of Lethbridge Park is Tregear. 

I kicked things off by passing through some of the suburb's residential streets where, like many of my previous suburbs, I came to enjoy the slightly atypical style of housing that seems to exist around this part of the city. 

I also found the best cul-de-sac ever. No, not because of its contents,

but because of its name. I wish my street was named Penguin Place. 

Anyway, from here I continued onto what seemed to be this suburb's primary point of interest, 

one very big park. 

I headed into the recently cut grass, 

and joined this path where I was able to enjoy that feeling you get when you're in a sweeping open space all by yourself. 

How pleasant. 

Of course, you're never totally alone in a city like Sydney. 

For instance, some miniscule-looking people were sitting on this hill (they take up more or less a single pixel in the below photo).

If climbing a hill isn't your jam, you can also try penis camping here, 

or releasing a balloon into the sky, 

and hoping some person with a low-rent blog finds it. I didn't call them up (and I've blurred out their number so the internet can't either), but if you know whose balloon this is you can let them know it made it to Tregear. I do like the fact that they included the 61 country code on the off chance that their balloon wound up in Kyrgyzstan. 

After passing another monument (how does a trolley even end up here, we're so far from the shops),

I found myself at the busier bit of this park, with regular parky things such as a fenced off dog area, 

play equipment,

and exercise equipment. 

Having sufficiently enjoyed my time in Tregear's park whose name I can't find, I figured it was time to head off once more to my next suburb.  

Tregear: Unnamed park of Tregear - highly recommended.