For the uninitiated, tales of Big Foot and Thunderbirds might seem odd, especially in Massachusetts. In a state where politics takes the place of fantastical mythology, stories of unexplainable happenings and eerie forests seem out of place. Yet, the Southeastern Massachusetts boasts the legendary
Bridgewater Triangle. At the heart of this geographical phenomenon, encompassing almost 6,000 acres over 6 towns, lies
Hockomock Swamp. One late November morning, I decided to aim my noble steed towards this complexly mystifying forest. Below, are the visual features of my findings. A full text ride report can be found here.
Lake Nippenicket on a misty November morning
A pond of souls...maybe?
My faithful steed, taking a break.
Trail of fears.
The swamp.
Swamp of despair.
Purgatory Path.
A dragon!
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