Southford Falls State Park , Oxford , CT State Park site Trail Map There are over a hundred state parks in little Connecticut , and beyond Sleeping Giant, I’ve only been to a few – those with miles of trails on their own or where one of the blue-blazed trails passes through. At 120 acres, Southford Falls is one of the smaller parks. But I am a sucker for waterfalls, and when a photo group planned a shoot at Southford Falls , I had to check it out. The falls are a beautiful photo spot, but don’t stop there. The state park is a great place to spend some time and wander around. The falls run on Eight Mile Brook as it flows from Lake Quassapaug to the Housatonic River . If you're mapping it out, be careful to avoid wrong turns from the naming convention used out here - this waterway is not to be confused with Seven Mile Brook or Six Mile Brook that both flow into the Eight Mile, or with Five Mile Brook
Route 66 to Country Club Road : 4 ½ miles Trail Map How do you turn a 4 mile hike with friends into an 11 mile solitary excursion? Some would answer “by being stupid!”. But that might be a little harsh, it seemed like a good idea at the time... This hike started at Route 66 in Middlefield, then north to Country Club Road in Middletown . The Mount Higby section of the Mattabesett runs along another of the string of trap rock cliffs of the Metacomet Ridge. Like the Beseck Ridge section to the south, Mount Higby has a long line of scenic outlooks to the north, west and south. Starting from the parking lot, follow the blazed and rocky connector trail a short distance north to meet the blue trail. Head west, parallel to Route 66, and pass junctions for two local trails. And then it’s time to climb the mountain. The trail heads up the hill, switchbacks in the steeper sections, and opens to a view south toward Black Pond and Beseck Ridge. A little farther,
Gather round, my fainthearted friends. It's a Halloween tale of ghosts and ghouls and the Mad Mare of Hamden's Hills. She was a monster, black as night, standing 16 hands high. Bred of Mustang and Shire Horse, she was wild and ill-tempered. But when the moon rises on All Hallow's Eve, something evil awakens in her very soul. Nostrils flared, searching the air; the red tint of her crazed eyes glowing like fire in the moonlight. With a chilling whinny, an ear splitting neigh, she goes mad on Halloween night, terrorizing any who are fool enough to cross her hill... hmmhmmwah ha ha...
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