Fuzzy Wuzzy in Puddin' Lane, Mansfield , Ct.
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Started on 2000-09-15
Fuzzy Wuzzy in Puddin' Lane, Mansfield , Ct.
From: Carolyn Stearns (cstearns@neca.com) |
Date: 2000-09-15 15:24:02 UTC-04:00
Time: 1 1/4 hours
Rate: moderate
Sponsor : Cock-A-Doodle-Moo 4-H
Club
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a fuzzy wooly
bear. Fuzzy Wuzzy wuz looking for a place for a winter
lair. He started on rte 195 in Manfield Center and turned onto
Puddin La. just north of East Brook mall. The trail head is marked by a very
large rock there is parking for just 2-3 cars. This is the start of the Nipmuck
in Mansfield. Fuzzy Wuzzy new this was where to look for a cozy home .
Up the
trail went Fuzzy Wuzzy leaving hundreds of footprints in his path. It is a
long climb if your the Fuzzy Wuzzy type , up , up , up. He passed a tree
shaped like a fork with meat stuck in it, but Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't hungry wuz he.
Next he crossed a stream bed and wuz happy it wuz dry
this season, Fuzzy Wuzzy hates wet socks by the hundreds.
On went Fuzzy Wuzzy to a place that smelled
like Christmas, but Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't happy here wuz he? No, on he went.
He passed Woodpecker apartments but
they make noisy neighbors, all that tapping so on he marched, left, left,
lft, left, right , right, right,and so forth. Can you picture Fuzzy Wuzzy
on a stairmaster here we go............... Whew!
When he was tired of climbing he rested at
a tree that looked like a chair for a Fuzzy Wuzzy king. This was to rich a
neighborhood , so Fuzzy Wuzzy Went on , you should too.
Pass a tree bridge on the right
and climb as Fuzzy Wuzzy did, it is a pretty neighborhood here. Up , up,
up, the trail our friend Fuzzy Wuzzy climbed.
" We are near people houses this just won't
do!" so Fuzzy Wuzzy followed the trail as it turns right , note 2
blue dots mark a change in dirction. Fuzzy knew this too. A white trail
crosses thats for skiing, Fuzzy Wuzzy didn't want to be sqished so he ..... went
on.
Then Fuzzy Wuzzy came to a big bed no oone would
sleep in, glad his many feet stayed dry he went on.
Next he saw the biggest rock chair EVER! He kept going
to many people visit the chair.
Fuzzy Wuzzy was tired he wanted to find a home soon a
cool wind told him to hurry. Then there was a logging sight he could almost here
the distant cry " Timber" if you were Fuzzy Wuzzy would you live here?
Never you would get squished so on. The trail was nice then more logging, Yuck
what should aFuzzy Do?
Just after the looging Fuzzy found
twin trees. One was dead but they stood together at the right edge of the trail.
What a nice spot to live I can watch all the 4-H kids go by.
So fuzzy Wuzzy crawled in by the trees near a rock and snuggled down as a Fuzzy
Wuzzy should when leaves turn and the wind blows cool. If you should find
Fuzzy Wuzzy home he would be happy for you to mark his guest book , but
keep his home a secret , he would not want the birds to hear where he was
sleeping. We would not want other hikers to know either. Have fun,
bring dry socks if rainy season.