The climb up from Shaw Street is short and rude, and the payoff is the whole city at your feet: both cathedrals, the docks, the Wirral, and on a clear day Snowdonia. The view from Everton Brow is the best in the city and it’s not close.
Everton Park is what happened when a whole neighbourhood of terraced streets came down in the sixties and seventies and nobody quite decided what to put back. What’s left is a big, blunt, grassy hill with the best orientation table in Liverpool and almost nobody on it. The locals know. Tourists don’t. That’s the whole appeal.
Walk the ridge north past the beacon and you get the view in instalments: first the two cathedrals lined up like chess pieces, then the cranes at Seaforth, then — if the visibility is doing you a favour — the hills of North Wales stacked up behind the Wirral. There’s a bench near the top that faces it all square on. We’ve eaten more than one bag of chips on it.
Come down through the old Everton Village side, past St George’s — the cast-iron church, worth the two-minute detour — and loop back along Netherfield Road. The descent is kinder on the knees than the climb was on the lungs.
Timing matters here more than on any other walk on this site. Go an hour before sunset on a clear evening and you’ll wonder why anyone pays for the tourist attractions. Go in horizontal rain and you’ll last ten minutes. We’ve done both.