The park has its own climate. Actually, the park may have different climates within it. Today was an illustration. After collecting 70 + more signatures on the Petition for Better Bathrooms, I took a walk. Along the south side path, flanking Spinnaker Way, a tree was in full bloom, snowy white, making a pretty companion to the verdant hill with its sprinkling of lemongrass. The air was so pleasant that a shirtless runner attracted no comment.
But a few hundred yards to the west, on the Bay shore, a stiff and chill westerly wind whipped the high tide into a froth. Walkers wore jackets with hoods up. You could get splashed.