Breaking The Sound Barrier

Jay the intern is speaking Spanish to the day laborers we pass.

A woman walking her dog asked if we’re part of the Sound Series and said to keep up the good work.

Kathleen O’Rourke, our fearless photographer, just scratched her leg climbing through some thorns.

Chris beat me to the “exclusive lost footage” claim, but yes, we did have an excellent blog post and photos which never made it online yesterday due to technical difficulties.

Here’s what you missed:

Day 17: We Are Famous

We continued along Shore Road to Rocky Point Club in Old Greenwich, a private recreation spot that serves as a kind of outdoor YMCA. Parents drop their kids off at the two pools, and the club offers swimming and sailing lessons. We are officially celebrities now. A 12-year-old kid at Rocky Point asked us if we were from the Greenwich Time and said he has been reading the Sound Barrier stories. Then Maggie jumped in the water and got wet.

Back on Terra firma in Riverside. At the waterfront home of state Sen. Scott Frantz, who was a good sport about giving us acess. Once saw Karl Rove eating mesclun salad on the lawn here. NV

Farewell OG. Kayaking to Riverside with our intern, Jay. Here goes nothing.

Just met the Reid family from Bedfordshire, England. They’re staying at the Harbor House Inn B&B on Shore Road in Old Greenwich.

Not the best place to be blogging. 18 foot wide causeway to Greenwich Point. NV

Covered in mud getting the kayak into the water at Willowmere Circle in Riverside. Guess they call it low tide for a reason. NV

For day 17 of our Breaking the Sound Barrier series, I bring you an exculsive behind-the-scenes video of our trek from the Pulaski Street Bridge into Greenwich Point.

Follow me, Marty “the Wild Man” Cassidy and Maggie “Bad News Bears” Perez on our journey through Southfield and the O.G.

–CP

Just entered Greenwich Point without hassle. Helps that we are press and with a Greenwich resident who is a volunteer firefighter and Coast Guard-certified captain.

Our trusty local guide, Mike Gavin, took us to a spot on Ford Lane where he swore the deed to his his house guarantees acess to the beach. Instead we found a recently built wall and a hand-painted sign that said “private.” Now we’re walking down Binney Lane, admiring the humongous houses positioned right on the Sound.

So far our walk has been populated by colorful characters. The latest, Mike Gavin, of Old Greenwich invited us into his garage on Tomac Court to show us his hand-built 19th-century-style steam engine.