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A freak snowstorm left snow covering most of the upstate parks, and
I suspected that the scheduled hikes were all canceled. However, New York
City itself had very little snow and Long Island was clear, so I
decided to go on my own to this park in central Long Island.
I had not been able to learn much about it before visiting, other
than it had at one time been a hunting and fishing club for wealthy
people. Also, the Connetquot River
is six miles long, and there were said to be trails on both sides of
the river. I envisioned a scenic hike within frequent sight of the
river. Unfortunately, the reality was quite different. I saw
a pond, and also a canal, but I don't recall seeing a river. If
the trails ran on both sides of the river, they ran far enough away
from it that one couldn't see or hear the river.
Near the entrance is a large building. Originally Snedecor's Tavern, it was established around 1820. Between 1866 and 1973, it served as the clubhouse of the South Side Sportsmen's Club of Long Island.
This is the main pond, with swan.
I initially missed the trail markers, and began walking along West Club Road, a paved road that runs north.
From Canal and Rainbow Bridge, I photographed a manmade canal that
was dug with hand tools about 100 years ago. It was designed to provide
cool waters for the trout.
Here's a dragonfly resting on the ground. I don't have a macro lens
for my camera, and usually all my attempts at a macro shot end in
failure. This is a very rare exception!
There were a lot of deer present. I first saw a doe in a field, and
left the road to try to get a better shot of her. A groundsmen drove by
and mentioned that there were usually some buck present in the area.
Continuing on the road, I soon found this buck, and then I saw many other
deer. In fact, whereas at the big parks it is rare for me to see deer,
here they were as common as squirrels in some other parks.
The road intersected the green trail, and I thought that I was
continuing to the north. However, I found myself back at the buildings
near the entrance, and realized that I must have turned the wrong way
when I reached the green trail. Having only walked about 2.5 miles at
that point, I now found the blue trail, an 8.4 mile loop, and decided
to follow that. These trails were all on dirt roads. There were a few
other hikers, but I saw more equestrians. The riders were all women, with the exception of one man riding alone.
Another deer:
There were still a few Fall colors, but most are gone now:
The ground was generally sandy, and in a few cases really looked like beach sand:
Around the halfway point on the blue trail, I figured out how to
take a shortcut and cut 1.2 miles from the loop. I did so. It really
was monotonous. I'm used to hiking in parks that have scenic views,
that have bare rock in places, or glacier boulders. Here it was just
dirt roads, trees, and deer.
So I hiked about 10.7 miles at the park, over the course of four hours, or a little more. While I was not impressed with the park, I was happy to get the exercise, and to mark the fourth Sunday in a row that I went hiking.
