Sea Kayak Stonington

I paddled beside Rebecca as the western sky took-on a rosy, decidedly evening feel. “Well,” I said. If we don’t want to get into camp lat...

A few snapshots: “How far is the island with the swimming quarry?” I’ve heard this many times already, probably from just about everyo...

From the road, all one sees is a pool of dark, shallow water beneath a canopy of thick foliage. It goes back maybe fifty feet before disa...