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Tuesday, October 11, 2022

Day 11 - Mystic, CT - Avon, CT

Today was our last driving day and we ended like we began with colorful leaves on a beautiful drive.  After heading out of Mystic, we made a stop at Connecticut College in New London.  My niece Lena is considering going to school here so I drove around the campus to get a sense of the place, plus I made a stop at the bookstore for some presents.  We had an early lunch in Middletown at a great Irish gastropub and we were soon on our way to western and northwestern Connecticut.

"Litchfield Hills is the region in northwestern CT that contains everything that is quintessential New England: waterfalls, covered bridges, gently rolling hills, and picturesque New England villages."  It's very small-town and rural and the yellow trees were at peak color today.  After grabbing some cookies and coffee/tea in Kent, we headed north on scenic US Highway 7.  Our first stop was the Kent Falls State Park.  Here there are a "series of waterfalls on Falls Brook, a tributary of the Housatonic River which drop 250 feet in under a quarter mile. The largest cascade drops more than 70 feet into a reflecting pool, before traveling over the lesser falls."  

















Further up the road, some red and orange peeked in as we traveled along the Housatonic River.  At Cornwall Bridge we happened upon resplendent Catholic church right along the river and we were able to see the bridge itself up-close.  The current bridge was built in 1994 following the original 1930 design of six open-spandrel arches spanning 674 feet. 







The Housatonic Meadows State Park was next on our journey; lots of fly fishermen were trying their luck at catching trout.  The Appalachian Trail also runs through the park, so we once again crossed paths with it.







A bit further north we came across what appeared to be an abandoned (maybe just for the season?) structure.  Its red color with bright yellow leaves as a background was just begging to be photographed.  The West Cornwall Covered Bridge was our next stop.  "It's a wooden-covered lattice truss bridge and records indicate that a bridge may have been in place in this location as early as 1762.  The current structure is the third one at this site and it was built in 1864, with modernization in 1968 and 1973."  The sun was beginning to get low in the sky and it created a really tranquil scene.









In Falls Village, we detoured to see the old part of town and happened upon the most picturesque farm we've seen on this entire trip.  The red bard buildings stood out against the yellow background foliage, with a beautiful reflection in a foreground pond, along with a wooden fence.  In the Historic District we discovered some amazing architecture, including the D. M. Hunt Library.  








Our time in New England has come to an end and we fly home tomorrow.  We've had a wonderful time and were able to enjoy some amazing sights.  The weather was fantastic (only one day/evening of drizzle) and the food was outstanding.  Travel is so good for my soul, and I am definitely better for having done this trip.



"We should come home from adventures, and perils,
and discoveries every day with new experience and character."
Henry David Thoreau


Monday, October 03, 2022

Day 2 - Albany, NY - Rutland, VT

We started with a Starbucks run and a quick stop at Target for some supplies just outside Albany.  Soon enough, we were headed southwest.  After crossing into Massachusetts, we entered the Berkshire Mountains and arrived at Mount Greylock State Reservation.  At 3,491 feet in elevation, Mount Greylock is the highest point in Massachusetts and southern New England.  It became Massachusetts’ first wilderness state park in 1898.  We stopped at the visitors center and then began the 16-mile scenic route up to the summit then down into North Adams, MA.


The leaves began mainly yellow (and green) which cast a golden light across the road.  As our elevation increased, more reds and oranges began to come out.  The Jones Nose Trailhead's parking area was nearly full this morning as dedicated hikers trekked into the woods.  An overlook further up the road allowed for a view of the valley to the west and we were even treated to a classic car speeding along the road in front of us.  Carolyn's clothing choice of the day ended up being spot-on as well, especially when she unknowingly became a model for me.  Additional pull-offs and overlooks on up the mountain provided excellent leaf and valley views.


Just before reaching the summit, we hit a fog bank which reduced the normal 90-mile view down to about 100 feet.  We stopped at Bascom Lodge and enjoyed a wonderful lunch as the fog continued to blow past the windows, lifting occasionally.  Leaving the summit, we continued north, this time going down the mountain and we soon arrived in North Adams where their Fall Foliage Festival was being celebrated with a parade through downtown.  We didn't get a chance to stop to watch, but the sounds of marching bands, cheering crowds, and laughter wafted through our open windows and sunroof!










Heading east out of North Adams, we began driving the Mohawk Trail which "opened in 1914 as one of the first auto-touring roads in the country. This 69-mile scenic byway meanders through deep forest and historic towns, and dramatic vistas, all the while criss-crossing and paralleling five major rivers."  Our first vista was the Hairpin Turn which "has served as the gateway to North Adams since the trail's opening.  Next up was the Elk on the Trail Monument, "designed by Eli Harvey in 1923 and commemorated to those who lost their lives in World War I."  A short trek off the road led us down a mountain grade to the Deerfield River and the Hoosac Tunnel, a railroad tunnel built between 1851 and 1875.  It's still active so we didn't want to get too close, but that didn't stop others.  As we were leaving the area, I discovered a bridge across the river which was nice to walk across, as long as I avoided the rotted parts.  It offered some great views of the river and surrounding foliage.
















After turning north at Shelburne Falls, we headed towards Vermont and while Carolyn and I were talking, we missed a turn.  This ended up being fortunate as our workaround took us to the Arthur A. Smith covered bridge.  We turned west at Wilmington and were treated to church carillon announcing the 5 o'clock hour with a tune that bathed the downtown area with musical notes.  As we continued west on Highway 9, we turned on a whim into Woodford State Park.  Almost like a "meant to be" we stumbled across the Adams Reservoir which was lined with a great variety of trees changing colors, but combined with great reflections on the water below.




















Just before sunset, we pulled into Bennington and we chose The Publyk House for our dinner spot.  This place was hopping on a Sunday night and it took me several minutes (and lots of circling) to find a parking space.  Once seated we were treated to an amazing view of the western sky as the sun set over New York state.  Our food was fantastic and we were soon headed to our hotel in Rutland.  The sun is forecast to be out tomorrow and we should rebound into the lower 60s.  We head into New Hampshire tomorrow afternoon.










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