Lakes
The following are some of the larger waters that can be visited in the park. Some of them form the Turnford and Cheshunt Pits SSSI.
- Bowyers Water. Believed to be hand dug in the 1920s, and one of the oldest lakes in the Lee Valley.TL3664401519
- Cheshunt Lake. Home of the Herts Young Mariners. TL3682002633
- Friday Lake A carp fishery. TL3699002004
- Hall Marsh Scrape. The lake was specifically constructed for the use by wildfowl. TL3710701742
- Holyfield Lake. The 180 acres (73 ha) lake incorporates part of the River Lee Flood Relief Channel. TL3736604898
- Hooks Marsh Lake The over- wintering bittern can be found here between December and March. TL3717502523
- North Metropolitan. Better known as North Met Pit. Due to the many islands and inlets, the lake has an estimated shoreline of 4 miles (6.4 km). TL3679403257
- Seventy Acres Lake. The bittern and the otter can be seen here. TL3742203097
- Turnford Pits.TL3701204955 Small relics of unimproved grassland that preceded gravel extraction can be found adjacent to the lakes.
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Famous quotes containing the word lakes:
“It was inspiriting to hear the regular dip of the paddles, as if they were our fins or flippers, and to realize that we were at length fairly embarked. We who had felt strangely as stage-passengers and tavern-lodgers were suddenly naturalized there and presented with the freedom of the lakes and woods.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)
“I walk toward one of our ponds; but what signifies the beauty of nature when men are base? We walk to lakes to see our serenity reflected in them; when we are not serene, we go not to them. Who can be serene in a country where both the rulers and the ruled are without principle? The remembrance of my country spoils my walk. My thoughts are murder to the State, and involuntarily go plotting against her.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)
“The lakes are something which you are unprepared for; they lie up so high, exposed to the light, and the forest is diminished to a fine fringe on their edges, with here and there a blue mountain, like amethyst jewels set around some jewel of the first water,—so anterior, so superior, to all the changes that are to take place on their shores, even now civil and refined, and fair as they can ever be.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)