Sunshine sparkled the frozen surface of Browning Mill Pond at Rhode Island’s sprawling Arcadia Management Area the other morning, as four of us hiked along a rocky, evergreen-lined shore.
Phil Plouffe.
This Sunday, friends and I plan to start the New Year the same way we’ve kicked off every Jan. 1 for more than half a century: with a joyous dash and frigid splash.
Four buddies carried out southeaste.
As friends and I hiked on a hilly path at Arcadia Management Area last week, late-afternoon sunlight that slanted through evergreens bathed the forest in iridescent shades of emerald.
Gazing at verdan.
After three of us scrambled this week up a series of rocky ridges leading to a modest summit generously called Popp Mountain, we caught a distant glimpse of a glittering body of water.
This was the Sa.
Mention that you plan to climb Bear Mountain, and someone might ask, “Which one?”
That’s because there are 144 summits with that name in 34 states, including two in Connecticut.
When friends and I set.