Just a mile from our campground was Hammonasset Beach State Park. Early this morning we headed to check it out.
Hammonasset means, "where we dig holes in the ground" and refers to the place where a settlement of eastern woodland Indians farmed along the Hammonasset River. They subsisted on corn, beans, and squash, and by hunting and fishing. The first colonist arrived in 1639.
Several shelters were along the longest beach in Connecticut.
The beach is calm, with small waves and no rip tides.
Some little girl lost a sandle.
Another shelter along the beach.
We stopped at the Meiga Point Nature Center. There were rangers here who were giving talks on turtles today and there was a touch tank. During World War II the park was closed to the pubic and loaned to the federal government as an army reservation. Meiga Point functioned as an aircraft range. Planes flew over Clinton Harbor, fired at the range and then flew out over Long Island Sound.
View from the center.
We saw several osprey platforms, some with nests and some with nests and male and female birds.
After we left the state park, we took a scenic drive along the beach and spotted this island off the coast of Branford. Not sure what type of building is on this little island.
We also saw this old wind mill.
God's country is sure beautiful!!
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