Every now and then I want to write about an offbeat destination in Connecticut, which doesn’t get the attention it deserves when it comes to tourism.
If you want expansive views of New England and a touch of Scotland, you should consider paying a visit to Connecticut’s Silver City, Meriden. The city was the hub of manufacturing in the 1800’s and among other things, silver was one of the key products, which explains the nickname.
Hubbard Park, the largest municipal park in New England is located here. Designed by none other than Frederick Law Olmsted of the famed Central Park in Manhattan,the main attraction of the park is Castle Craig which has a stone slab dedication that dates back to 29th October 1900 and reads as follows: “Castle Craig Tower stands 32 feet high on 976 foot east peak in Meriden’s Olmsted designed Hubbard Park. It has the distinction of being the highest point within 25 miles of the coast from Maine to Florida. Its design origins are clouded. Some say its native trap rock construction resembles Norman watchtowers on Europe’s Rhine River while others claim it was modeled and named after an ancient castle in Scotland.”
The castle is the ultimate lookout point, especially in autumn. For miles beyond, all you can see is the scattering of red, gold and orange against the clear blue sky. Apart from a road which is open from May through October from 10 A.M. to 5:00 P.M., there are quite a few hiking trails in the park, one of which lead up to the castle. Entry is free and pets are welcome.
With or without the vibrant colors of fall foliage, the place is well worth a visit.
If you ask me, the best thing about traveling by train is that you can wear your shoes and keep them on for the entire journey. Nope, not the free Wi-Fi or the scenery or even the dining and wining. For me, it’s all about the shoes. I can ignore the delays and the added travel time. At least I don’t have to take off my shoes and put them in a bin. I don’t care if I am standing behind somebody like George Clooney from ‘Up in the Air’. No matter how efficiently you do it, there is no graceful way of taking off your shoes and walking around in your socks in public.
But my favorite mode of travel remains the never-out-of-style road trip. You stop when you want, there’s no limit to the number of things you can carry, you can pack five different types of sunscreen and all your boots. Just dump them in the trunk and you are good to go! It helps that I love driving and USA has an amazing network of well-maintained interstate highways, one of the best in the world.
It’s not always about traveling from point A to point B (unless it’s for business or something urgent); when it comes to vacation travel, what also matters is how you get there.
A couple of years back, for some reason not exactly clear to either of us, my husband and I had taken a trip down to Rhode Island’s Narragansett in the middle of November. It was windy and well, cold. This is a picture of the Narragansett Towers on Ocean Road, once called the gateway to the world. Designed by the New York firm of McKim, Mead and White, it is the last remaining portion of the Narragansett Casino. Back in the 19th Century, it was hailed as one of America’s most prestigious resorts. After surviving decades of fire and hurricanes, The Towers still hold their own with pride and grandeur reminiscent of a past era.
But the Narragansett Towers have got me thinking of casinos. So here I am, googling Connecticut’s Mohegan Sun which is supposedly the second largest casino in the United States. Their website has an option for viewing the pages in “chinese” – whoa! First of all, there is no language called chinese, it should be mandarin or any one of the numerous languages spoken in China. And second of all, why in Chinese? Hmm…I think I have to go there and find out for myself!
Last week started on an adventurous note. I hopped on a plane to Minneapolis and from there to Kalispell Airport in Flathead County, Montana. Tia Troy, Public Relations Manager of Glacier Country Tourism greeted me and my fellow journos as we picked up our assorted luggage and embraced the cold Montana air. Tia doesn’t believe in wasting precious time, especially when the itinerary includes horseback riding. Well, as they say, no trip to the west is complete without a ranch visit.
For the next seven days, we touched upon the cities of Whitefish, Essex, Havre, Chinook, Malta, Glasgow, Fort Peck and Great Falls. Traveling from western to eastern Montana, I could feel the change in landscape and a variation in the cultural fabric. In a state as massive as Montana, where it takes from sunrise to sundown to go from one end to another, the differences are expected and welcome. Refreshing even.
For seven nights, I stayed in seven different hotels but the ones that stood out are the Good Medicine Lodge in Whitefish (excellent decor, food, hospitality and amenities) and of course, the Izaak Walton Inn (there’s something very charming about it).
Gayle Fisher, Executive Director of Russell Country Tourism and Carla Hunsley, Executive Director of Missouri River Country Tourism took over from Tia as we toured their respective regions. Cheryl-Anne Millsap from the The Spokesman-Review and Tonya & Ian from World Footprints made up the rest of our tour group.
Great company, good food and plenty of travel. Ideas were tossed around and opinions were formed, pictures were clicked, memories were made and best of all, friendships were forged.
Photos by Esha Samajpati. All rights reserved ©
Photo by Esha Samajpati. All rights reserved ©
The state of Montana is home to the widely popular Glacier National Park. Scores of activities and plenty of wildlife are the main draws. Second day of my week long Montana trip was spent hiking the gorgeous Glacier National Park. Intermittent showers did not deter us from exploring the park which as you can see from the pic above is every bit worth the extra effort.
Tiny Tidbit: A particular type of algae is responsible for the green color of the water.
During dinner at the Izaak Walton Inn in Essex last night, we found the menu dotted with tiny purple-green images of huckleberries, a kind of wild mountain berry native to the Pacific Northwest. Apart from being a favorite among the area’s bear population, these fleshy berries find their way into menus all over the region.
Each of us ordered something or the other with the berry in it. The beer was from Great Northern Brewing Co. in Whitefish, a pale brew with just the slightest hint of huckleberry. The six ounce boneless grilled chicken was deliciously tender with a generous drizzle of huckleberry orange sauce. And well, even dessert had the purple tinge of the local berry.
You just cannot avoid this berry in Montana, and when not in food, it is found in lotions, candles and soaps!
Updated on February 2, 2018
Bar W Guest Ranch. Photo by Esha Samajpati. All rights reserved ©
Big Sky Country, as Montana is often known as is home to cowboys (and cowgirls), fly fishermen, bears, mountain lions and very friendly people. I have been here for just two days and already I am beginning to understand why people from all over the country are always moving to Montana or planning a vacation here.
My first taste of the wild wild west began with me riding a cute li’l pony called Cash in the Bar W Guest Ranch. We were assigned horses based on our riding experience, height and weight.
That was yesterday. Today we hiked the Glacier National Park, which borders the Canadian provinces of Alberta and British Columbia. Pics coming up.
Dave, Andrew and Ashley at the Bar W Guest Ranch in Montana, photo by Esha Samajpati. All rights reserved ©
I arrived in Kalispell, Montana yesterday all set to spend an entire week exploring America’s fourth largest state.
Tia Troy (Public Relations Manager at Glacier Country Tourism) and Ian & Tonya Fitzpatrick from World Footprints – all three of us drove straight from the airport to Bar W Guest Ranch, located on Spencer Lake in Whitefish. With over 3,000 acres dedicated to horseback riding, this ranch was the perfect way to kickstart my western adventure!
Stay tuned for more….
Updated on February 2, 2018
Photograph by Pinaki Chakraborty. All rights reserved ©
“Mommy, look…the lion’s dead!” squealed a kid as the king of beasts lolled lazily in the sun. Another one was a tad worried “He’s been shot!” “No honey, he is fine,” assured Mommy. One kid had the final word. “Lions are boring,” she declared. We were at the Pittsburgh Zoo where the main attraction had decided to take an untimely nap.
The lioness hovered over the lion…she licked him and pawed him for a while. Maybe she was trying to tell him to wake up and do his bit for the visitors. I read somewhere that lions sleep for almost 20 hours a day.
There was this woman beside me who made a kind of tch tch noise in an attempt to wake up the sleeping animal. I turned my head and looked at her, a tad surprised. My disapproval must have been apparent because she promptly apologized.
Couple of things I liked about Pittsburgh zoo. The animals are kept in their natural habitat (well, as much as possible) and they looked well cared for.
Apart from the animals and birds and fishes, I like watching people react to our fellow creatures. The kids provide me with the best entertainment with their uncanny observations. Grown-ups are fun too. Our curiosity and bravado is directly proportional to our distance from the wild beasts.
The zoo animals may live longer than their wild counterparts but I am still not sure I understand the concept. As far as I am concerned, captivity in any form sucks.
On our road trip to Pittsburgh, we stopped at a couple of Dutch diners for a taste of American roadside food. Whenever my husband and I hit the road, we try and check out atleast one diner. If we don’t get the time or don’t like what we see, there’s always the golden arch of a Mc Donald’s drive-in.
Off Interstate 81 we found the Dutch Kitchen Restaurant. The food and service were good and the dining-car like interior was pretty cool. The placemats had red and white checks while the barstools had bright red tops. To top it all, every table had a juke box. Very American. Very charming.
On our way back we stopped by at the Dutch Pantry Family Restaurant off Interstate 80. Food and service was again good while the interior was packed with items for sale. We were served drinks in cute glass jars with handles. “We used to sell these earlier,” explained our waitress with a smile. I thought I spied “french fries” in my salad description and thought of giving it a shot. Sure enough, my salad had fries in it. I for one am not complaining!