I’ve been wanting to
adventure for awhile now. Recently I had the day off and was blessed with the
warmest weather day of the year. In turn J and I drove about 40 minutes north
to Roaring Brook Falls in Cheshire CT. We kept it pretty local due to time
restrictions but it was still quite the adventure. While some of the drive
there was highway ridden, most of it was quite scenic and very enjoyable with
the windows and sun roof wide open. There definitely wasn’t a lack of country
music on this trip either. Which I’m sure J was just thrilled about 😉. After veering off the main
road into a suburban neighborhood I was sure we were lost. But low and behold
my trusty gps women got us to a dead end street and sitting there along side
the road was the trail start marker sign. We had arrived.
We
loaded up water and my Canon Rebel into a backpack, and headed down the trail. To
be honest I was a little surprised. The trail seemed easy at first. Paved and
despite being a little windy it was flat for the most part. We blended around
tennis courts and a picnic area, coming up to a body of water we took a moment
to look around and of course snap a few pictures then proceeded on. After
greeting a few dogs, we rounded another bend which brought us to a giant
randomly unexpected fire place. I could even fit inside the mouth of it. Of
course this called for a few pictures and a shot at getting the selfie stick to
work.
Following
the trail once more, we crossed over two little wooden bridges, acting as a way
across small runoff streams. It wasn’t until hear that I could actually hear
the water falls. Which was good because once we got around the next bend coming
up I was going to need all the motivation in the world.
We
came to the bend and let a few people pass so we could selfie in peace 😉 and then kept going. And as
soon as you turn the bend it smacks you in the face. The nice little smooth
walk is over and smack dab in front of us was a hugely steep slope that we now
had to make our way up. My legs and lungs hurt just looking at it. I am in no
means in good shape whatsoever. I knew this would be a bitch but I was
determined to reach the top. I think J hated me a little, not being outdoorsy
at all, but he pushed me and rooted me on and we made our way up. Multiple
breaks and complains later we came to a flat land and rested for a bit. At this
point the waterfall was louder than ever and I was so determined to get to the
top. We kept on trucking and before we knew it there it was. Connecticut’s
largest waterfall, and we had just climbed it. It was so gratifying and
definitely worth the climb, which only took us like 25 minutes!
A
short break and lots of pictures after we agreed it was time to make our trek
down. It was steeper than I had remembered coming up but the slipping and
laughing at each other made it bearable. Plus there were lots of dogs on the
trails now and that just makes everything better.
The next morning I awoke feeling refreshed and not the slightest bit sore from the journey. I was thankful for that and felt very accomplished for having reached the top.
It
might not have been the travels I’ve been seeking but it was definitely an
adventure I was glad to do.
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