Breaking The Sound Barrier

Passing the remains of the amusement park where wooden horse once flew

Nearing the broken bridge that now isolates the islanD

Now hear the urban din of Bridgeport like trains sirens
At bridge And it is A mess
Loaded with smashed shells

Rich says he wants a boat to come get us

Jim

near the radio towers on pleasure beach we find a huge
Osprey nest
Now crossing into Bridgeport
Very open area
Avoiding grassy area
Ticks

Rich

At the pleasure beach cottages
Ruins and rabbits
Charred cottages and piles of neglect haunt this part of the beach
Found a disgarded book. Alone against the Atlantic
Time to Move on getting eAtten by bugs

Rich

Ray moss was walking on the beach enjoying the day
I have been walking all life said the retired sikorsky engineer
This as peaceful and private a walk I have experienced
Now i hope I make it back

People tell us there is a nude beach here.
Hey it is suddenly sunny but no naked people
Lots of beach roses and a nice scent

Rich weizel

We are now starting our journey at long beach in Stratford
More planes flying overhead than people
Stiff breezes and warm temps
Bridgeport actually looks good with the water aNd tidal marsh in front of it makes it look nice
High tide now and water looks inviting
Few fishermen but lots of bugs

Jim Shay

We’re ready to go for Day 4, walking on Long Beach West in Stratford to Pleasure Beach in Bridgeport and back again.

Join us on the walk with Rich Weizel and photographer Brian Pounds. They’ll be starting around 11 off of Oak Bluff Avenue.

Here’s part two of Rob Varnon and Phil Noel’s walk on Monday.

Found piping plovers
Ran away into brush can hear them chirping

Here’s a video from Day 3

Done. Wet.

Almost two hours in and we’re at Russian Beach. All along we’ve been followed by the scent of the sea and the sound of waves. There have been few people out which leaves the beaches here to us the terns horseshoe crabs and trash.

That has been the most disappointing part of this-the almost unbroken line of litter. It’s not overwhelming, the trash, but it’s unsightly.

–Rob Varnon