We took a lovely walk yesterday. Pools of ice were reflecting the sky. Naturally, I had my camera. Although this image looks like an HDR, it is not, just an underexposed raw file brought back to life in Lightroom.
This walk is mentioned in Rachel McCarty little blog:
Black Point exemplifies all that is beautiful about New England’s rugged and rocky coastline – massive slabs of granite that have weathered the constant beating doled out by deep blue waters. They embody our strength, determination and stubbornness.
The parking lot for Black Point is located off Ocean Road just north of Scarborough State Beach. A path leads through the woods from the north end of the dirt parking lot to the shore. The trees open up at a fork in the road.
To the left you can head directly down to the rocks and scramble over boulders. The path to the right winds along the edge of coast, separated from the rocky shore by tall grass, brambles and bushes. There are side trails that cut through the brush and lead down to the rocks.
From the parking lot you can follow the dirt trail all the way around to Scarborough State Beach. The remains of a stone building sit at the end of the path. I’ve heard all kinds of speculation about what it used to be; either an old church or a house that is of course haunted.
It’s actually an old carriage house that was part of a large estate that sat on the point. The reason for its current state causes more theories to abound as well, and the two frontrunners are responsible for most old home destruction in Rhode Island: fire and the ’38 hurricane. Either way, it’s a beautiful remnant of old New England.
At low tide the ocean draws back and exposes tide pools along the shore. Every once and awhile you’ll find a few neat critters that got stranded, just waiting for the tide to cycle back in. I’ve seen crabs, small fish and even a lobster once. The kids will love to poke around the rocks.