This weekend just past was my last in New England for this gig.  Saturday I was the proverbial barracks rat, as the weather was awful; cold, windy, rainy.  I ventured out to eat and otherwise hung around the hotel.

Sunday was a different story.  The day dawned bright and clear, still windy but sunny and pleasant.  So, with nowhere to go and all day to get there, I piloted my rental car down into Connecticut.  I went far a long tramp in that state’s Bigelow Hollow State Park, then wandered back roads back up to Massachusetts and (eventually) my temporary digs in Braintree.  Nice day.  Photos follow.