We had breakfast at McDonald's in Branford CT. I had a bacon egg cheese biscuit meal with
orange juice. I am not sure what
Christopher had for breakfast.
We stopped at the Henry Whitfield House (1639) in Guilford CT. The house, with its massive stone walls,
also served as a fort. It was one of
four stone houses that served to protect the community. It is the oldest house in Connecticut and the
oldest stone house in New England.
We stopped at Samson Rock in Madison CT. A huge boulder sat on top of a rock outcropping. The legend of Samson Rock was inscribed on a bronze
plaque. It is believed that Samson Rock
is an erratic placed there by a glacier during the last Ice Age.
We did not find the Bridge Benchmark (LX0071). It had been destroyed. However we did find the cache at The Singing
Bridge (GC1CHZ4) about 12:15pm. As the
vehicles crossed over the open steel deck the tires sang.
We drove north to ride the Essex Steam Train into the heart
of the scenic Connecticut River Valley for ten miles. I purchased our tickets at the historic 1892
Essex Station. Christopher purchased
some items in the gift shop including an old fashioned pocket watch with
chain. We ate lunch at the train depot cafe. At 2:00pm we rode in open car on the Essex
Steam Train pulled by Locomotive 3025 through a picturesque countryside of
meadows, farms, and a millpond. I saw
Gillette Castle (1914-1919) on the hillside.
Several hikers traveled by an
earlier train to Hadlyme flagstop, where they disembarked and rode the
Chester-Hadlyme Ferry across the Connecticut River. They hiked 3/8-miles to Gillette Castle and
back. We stopped to pick up them up on
our return trip back to Essex. It
sounded like fun. If we had time it would
have been fun also to ride the triple-deck Mississippi style riverboat for an 1
1/2-hour cruise along the Connecticut River to see the lush scenery and
historic sites, such as Gillette Castle and the Goodspeed Opera House.
We headed south to Fort Saybrook Virtual Geocache (GCD048)
at 4:00pm. We read the signboard to
learn the history and get the answers to
the Virtual questions. Christopher
wandered around the site of the Valley Railroad Roundabout. Saybrook was the lifelong residence of the
late actress Katherine Hepburn.
We traveled one mile
southeast to the Saybrook Lighthouse (Benchmark: LX5808). I took several photographs from the car as
this was private property. We drove six
miles east to CT History - Thomas Lee House (GC19T4Y) in the Niantic section of
East Lyme, CT. Constructed between 1660 and 1664, it is one of the oldest wood frame houses in Connecticut still
in its primitive state. Today the house
is a historic house museum operated by the
East Lyme Historical Society, and furnished as it would have been in the 18th
century. We did not find the cache. It had been missing for some time.
We traveled east for 14 1/2 miles on Hwy 95, stopping at the
Jerome Hoxie Scenic Overlook. I photographed
the Mystic Municipal Tank and the Mystic Seaport Lighthouse a mile and half to
the south. Christopher found a cache
(GC23GEP). There were three Waymarks at this location.
At 6:30pm, we visited the Stonington Cemetery, a 22 acre
burial ground where I photographed a very ornate Gothic style chapel (Waymark). We traveled into Stonington where I
photographed the Stonington Historical Marker (Waymark).
We explored the 1650 Wequetequock Burial Ground, the oldest cemetery in
Stonington located on the east side of Wequetequock Cove. I photographed the large four sided monument dedicated
to the founders of Stonington: Chesebrough, Minor, Palmer and Stanton who are
buried in this cemetery. We tried to locate William and Anna
Chesebrough's grave but were unsuccessful.
Christopher is a descendant of
the Chesebroughs of Stonington, CT. His
paternal grandmother was Pruda M. Chesebro Wilson. The
1650 Wequetequock Burial Ground had not been Waymarked so I did.
We drove several miles northeast to a graveyard near Exeter
where we found the gravestone and crypt of Mercy Lena Brown, the Rhode Island
Vampire. Mercy has the distinction of
being the last of the North American vampires - at least in the traditional
sense. She was only 19 years old when
she died of consumption on January 17, 1892. She was laid to rest in an above ground crypt
in Chestnut Hill Cemetery, because in January the ground was too frozen to dig
a grave. Her mother, Mary, had died in
December 1883; her sister, Mary Olive, died seven months later; and now her
brother, Edwin, was also dying. In mid
March 1892 Mercy's father, and some of
his friends and family removed her heart, burned on a nearby rock and the ashes
fed in a drink to Edwin hoping the vampire spell would be broken. It
failed to save Edwin who died two months later of consumption.
I had never seen fireflies so it was a real treat to watch them beside the crypt.
I had never seen fireflies so it was a real treat to watch them beside the crypt.
The sun had set and it was getting too dark to do anymore
geocaching/waymarking/benchmarking. We headed the 90
miles or so back to New Haven and Pepe's Pizza.
We got there 13 minutes
before closing. They not only let us order but we were allowed to eat our
dinner at one of the booths. A small mozzarella, sausage and pepperoni pizza
fed us both with three slices left over for a late night snack. I also had a salad - the best I have ever
eaten. I took photos of several of the photographs. Back at the OMNI Hotel parking garage, we
cleaned out the Jeep.
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