It hasn't happened much in recent times. But time to return to the road and geologic happenings. This trip was meant to be a type of dry run for what will hopefully be a future expansion into what was often my 'bread and butter'.
During the first day, three rocks, sandwiched in between two caves, were sought out with Rhode Island explorer extraordinaire, Mike G. Rolling into the East Lyme, CT area we connected and set off to visit the Devil's Den. Sometimes called Indian Cave, it certainly had good possibilities as a Native American shelter.
Just a bit west, was an old relic, from local history and the Golden Age of postcards: Toad Rock. Not really looking very toad-like, it still boasts a good size and almost a surprise to have survived to this day. The base has been cemented in, I'm guessing to add some stability to the boulder. There is a good sized rock ledge (and drop) in close proximity.
Continuing our adventures still further east, we landed at Rocky Point, looking for a balanced boulder that got a mention in old photos of the area. This one was located without too much trouble and we moved on into Rhode Island.
Another old postcard and another jaunt off into light woods near the Pawcatuck River brought us to Rolling Rock. Not exactly immense in size, its noteworthy for making a rare postcard that looked to be someone's private photo long ago.
We finished out our day together (me, heading off to Warwick for the night) visiting a cave I came across years ago. Mike had yet to visit this one so it was about ten miles north to visit another in the series of Dinosaur Caves.
I started the second day taking in something that had long been on my list: Slate Rock Park in Providence. This is the site that legend tells us founder of Providence, Roger Williams, first encountered Native Americans. Due to filling (not to mention the accidental blasting of the rock) the site is not quite on the water anymore. However, a nice monument was erected commemorating the site. I walked the neighborhood a bit, encountering an abandoned train tunnel.
Rolling up into Massachusetts, I made my way to the Wrentham State Forest. A lead on a 'Skull Rock' existed that was eventually located with a bit of a search (marginal looking and very shadow dependent). Wampum Cave Rock was not far away so I walked to that, finally finishing before noon. It only remained to roll on up to the Mass Pike and head on west home.
