You won't see it from your car on the bridge that carries I-95 high above the Connecticut River, but you might glimpse it from the window of an Amtrak train rushing to New York. You might look away from your work or your phone and glance down at just the right moment, as you travel above Old Lyme. If you do, you might catch it, stretching out across the blue water below: a narrow wooden pier, extending from the rocky shore to a raised platform, where - were you not on this train - you could sit for hours, surrounded by the marsh and the birds and the stillness.
You might be surprised that this slow watery place exists so far off your radar, somewhere between Providence and Baltimore, or Boston and Washington, or whatever two bustling places you will be in today. You will probably forget about it soon afterwards. If you don't, though, you can always come back to Ferry Landing State Park
at the DEEP Marine Headquarters
Standing on the wooden walkway, if you look up at just the right moment, you can spot the Northeast Regional as it comes into view, blurs into a streak of silver, then moves on.
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