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| Nana and Pappa |
We had breakfast in a railcar today. We ate at the
Railway Cafe in Somerset, MA on this dank and gray morning. The rail car is a narrow affair, and a bit noisy but still maintains the old time railroad charm. It is narrow enough that I decided (being a rather sizable chap) to sit on the same side of the table as Nana, as otherwise I would have clogged up the passageway impeding the progress of the servers and patrons. I had my usual breakfast and have grown to accept that very few people are actually capable of toasting bread darker than they like it. Again, I got very lightly toasted bread, even after joking with the waitress asking, "please run it through the toaster at least twice, very dark please". Warm bread again. I think I should change the name of this blog to 'Pappa whines about toast' - pretty catchy I think. As a review of the diner, I give it a solid three stars, nothing exceptional and still nothing to complain about. If you are traveling along Route 6 in Somerset, stop by and have an egg.
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| A split in the rock |
From the Railway Cafe we drove to the town offices of Swansea, Massachusetts and parked in the lot behind town hall. This area is called Village Park and is riddled with paths and is a great place for mountain bikes. We met a young couple along a path and exchanged favorite places, us on foot and them on mountain bikes. We met a lady jogger that seemed to be jogging every path and up the large boulders, and met a guy (twice) with a Weimaraner, what a beautiful dog and managed to walk
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| Pappa on top! |
completely out of the park where we hiked along the power lines before finding our way back into the woods. Much of the stone formations here are what is called puddingstone likely left here by some Alluvial deposit or glacial flow of times gone by. Geology aside, they are fun to scramble over, as best we can scramble. We found plants that neither we or my apps could identify and along one path there was a sign point to 'Rusty Car' - looked like a good thing to go see so we took that path and felt disappointed when it didn't materialize immediately but in while later as
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| Rusty Car |
we were coming around a bend, there it was, a rusty car, or what was once a car. It lay broken in a shallow ditch, and we figured someone was out driving through the woods, and we are guessing it was at a fairly good clip, and the ditch came as a surprise. The frame was quite snapped in half, and the car fit snuggly in the bottom of the ditch. It looked to be an '80's small import of some ilk, no markings of manufacture remain for identification and it looks as though anything salvageable has long since been taken. Also to our surprise we came upon a small lake that was quite scenic and more rocks and wildflowers and strange berries that we could not identify. As it turns out we have found yet another place within 15 minutes of our house that is a great place to go and explore. The path we took today was just three miles but in this park it could have been much longer or much shorter. Life is so accessible, and it is what you make it, so fill your time with new sights and sounds, say hello to those you meet along the trail and keep up the search for good toast. More photos. . .
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| Puddingstone |
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| Nana 'on the rocks' |
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| Nice orange tree fungus |
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| Easy way across the mud |
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| the small lake we found |
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