Connecticut

2 November 2015

A solo road-trip seems like a good remedy to your aliments—be it mental, emotional, spiritual, what have you. I’m not foreign to the concept, yet I’ve come to realize they do little to assuage ill feelings. They’re a nice respite—a pause, time for reflection—but they are no solution. Nonetheless, a trip to Connecticut and New Jersey was a nice pause this Halloween.

 

I even dressed to the occasion—wearing a black shirt and bearing an orange flag. The foliage only furthers my case. Mount Frissell is wonderful this time of year. Riding the Connecticut-Massachusetts state line, the mountain offered a short but steep climb amidst a picturesque landscape. Although the peak wasn’t the destination (nor very scenic), the Southwest Shoulder was well worth the hike. It was my first time ascending a summit in one state and descending into another to reach a highpoint. This was also my first time being completely alone at a highpoint. Although I’ve solo-traveled to many, there was always someone near the top to photograph me. To my luck, the cairn at the peak had some stones to spare. I built a natural tripod and snapped a picture.

 

Mount Frissell (Southwest Shoulder). 2380 ft / 725 m. 31 October 2015.

 

Connecticut