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.