The next morning
couldn’t have been more different than prior evening. No rain, not even a cloud in the sky. No need to paddle around with the radio on
listening for reports of thunder. There
was some mist rolling about, but it was light and decorative.
As to
the no-see-ums. Well, forewarned is forearmed. We’d simplify our kayak loading and be on the
water in no time. At 8AM, we were the first
arrivals at the Branford River ramp, there at low tide. At 8:02 an entire convoy of construction
equipment appeared, and immediately began discussions of how best to repair the
ramp before the tide changed. So the
bugs had a small feast while we confirmed that we could park our car and use
the ramp.
Branford
River seems to be mainly a storage location for boats. We passed by two large marinas and I knew of
others further up river. Handy poles
marked the boat channel, kayaks can easily paddle outside the channel.
Parker Memorial Park, the beach partially obscured by foreground rocks |
At the
mouth of the river is Branford Point, and Parker Memorial Park. Once a huge resort hotel, it was donated to
the town. The town tore down the hotel
and put in the beach. (Early photos of
the area can be found at Branford.patch.com )
Parker
Memorial Park is a public beach, but with very limited parking for non-Branford
residents. Amusingly Branford’s Recreation Department website states that public parking for the beach is available at the boat ramp. At the boat ramp, signs say parking is
for fishing and boating only.
We
headed along Indian Neck, admiring sights, the granite shoreline
Variety
of seaweeds exposed by the tide
As we came
up on Jeffery Point we got a whiff of a nearby seabird colony. Turns out, Spectacle is an island you can
navigate by nose.
Before
we reached Spectacle though we passed by Clam, with its array of modest homes. And past this classic house on Sumac.
The Connecticut shoreline has no lack of overgrown houses on undergrown islands, though nowhere are they as tightly gathered as at the Thimbles. |
Spectacle
was more specialized with cormorants and herring gulls guarding their stick and seaweed
nests, while black backed gulls waited in the corners hoping to take advantage
of unwary parents. I did a search to see
if Spectacle was an actual bird sanctuary without finding any results.
From
Spectacle we turned west, heading across the harbor to Johnson Point and by a nice flashing buoy.
And a gander keeping watch over his flock.
The goose is keeping watch on the grounds of Killiam’s Point, a retreat owned by a local church. On occasion services are held by the cross, and I can’t help but feel the goose was inspired to be a good shepherd.
The goose is keeping watch on the grounds of Killiam’s Point, a retreat owned by a local church. On occasion services are held by the cross, and I can’t help but feel the goose was inspired to be a good shepherd.
Long Island Sound
was quite quiet, so mostly we kept our eyes to the shore, admiring the great
variety of houses, like this English Cottage with fortified cellar to retreat
to in case of attack.
As the
clouds rolled in from New York, we headed back to the launch. There the
construction crew was still hard at work getting the area ready for the summer
crowds. They were done with the ramp
though, so we could land easily and head off to our next adventure.
Along the Branford River, condos for crabs below, condos for folks above. |