Taking time in the outdoors
Both yesterday and today, Scott and I went down to the dinosaur tracks off of route 5 in Holyoke. Previous to these two forays, I only tried to go once some four or so years ago and, finding the tracks covered in snow, turned back and didn't return until yesterday.
They're pretty prounouced, the Anchisaurus prints. These Anchisauruses were totally hanging around the Connecticut River, all casual-like, millions and millions of years ago.
Yesterday, we walked down the embankment towards all the fossils and we found an area where the younger Anchisauruses must have been hanging out, since their feet weren't that-that much longer than mine, despite my man-sized feet (though they are significantly wider and also there are other prints that are much bigger than my feet). I stood in their footprints and shouted, "Argh!" and then pretended to smoke cigarettes like a teenager.
The reason we went back again today is that if you walk down the little path and cross the train tracks (which is illegal), you can sit on the shaley banks of the Connecticut and just watch the river run by. It was so nice, the sitting and watching the water. It was so nice that we had to go back again.
We started packing and breaking things down in earnest in the apartment today. Our closing is on Thursday and we're going to move over the course of June (while trying to also do a few home improvements). After all the packing, a sit down on the shaley banks of the Connecticut was just the thing to help us transition from packing machines back into our normal selves.
Today when we were walking back up towards the car, Scott said, "Don't you want to stand in the dinosaur tracks and shout again?" Of course I wanted to. So I did.
They're pretty prounouced, the Anchisaurus prints. These Anchisauruses were totally hanging around the Connecticut River, all casual-like, millions and millions of years ago.
Yesterday, we walked down the embankment towards all the fossils and we found an area where the younger Anchisauruses must have been hanging out, since their feet weren't that-that much longer than mine, despite my man-sized feet (though they are significantly wider and also there are other prints that are much bigger than my feet). I stood in their footprints and shouted, "Argh!" and then pretended to smoke cigarettes like a teenager.
The reason we went back again today is that if you walk down the little path and cross the train tracks (which is illegal), you can sit on the shaley banks of the Connecticut and just watch the river run by. It was so nice, the sitting and watching the water. It was so nice that we had to go back again.
We started packing and breaking things down in earnest in the apartment today. Our closing is on Thursday and we're going to move over the course of June (while trying to also do a few home improvements). After all the packing, a sit down on the shaley banks of the Connecticut was just the thing to help us transition from packing machines back into our normal selves.
Today when we were walking back up towards the car, Scott said, "Don't you want to stand in the dinosaur tracks and shout again?" Of course I wanted to. So I did.
Labels: connecticut river, dinosaur tracks, moving, packing
posted by Jennifer Myszkowski at
10:30 PM
4 Comments:
Oh, I love it there! Actually (here's the geologist in me speaking), when those dinos were hanging around together in the Jurassic, our continent was hanging out done by the equator and the Connecticut River hadn't even formed yet! The Connecticut Valley formed when the super-continent Pangea broke up. A rift valley formed which eventually became the Connecticut Valley. Many of the rocks you see here are the same as they are in Africa.
That's the end of today's earth history lesson.
Good to hear about the closing.
Yeah, I knew the Connecticut wasn't there, but it's funny to think of teenager dinosaurs smoking down by the river. Or is it?
As we sat on the shaley banks, Scott and I had a discussion about plate tectonics that I'm sure would have made you very happy, Nancy.
Kathleen, everything is happening in earnest on Thursday (i.e. tomorrow) morning. I feel like I should be anxious, but I'm not. I can't tell if I'm faking or not. I just want it to be over.
Yes, those teen dinos would have been smoking down there! We all know that Gary Larson (Far Side) was right about how they became extinct!
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