A Dusting of Snow that Stix
Pixie Falls, Ashford
February 5, 2016
The only thing weaker than these falls is the tortured title of this page. But you’re used to both by now. Connecticut waterfalls are often weak and my titles? Oof.
The waterfall is not only named in the CFPA Walk Book, but someone cleared a little spur trail to them from the Nipmuck Trail. Heck, they even put a little sign high up in a tree alerting hikers to it.
(Either an extremely tall man hung the sign, some loon carried step ladder a couple miles, or someone fashioned a stool from some nearby sticks or something.)
Hiking north on the Nipmuck, the falls serves as an appetizer for the much more exciting geologic landmark ahead: Ladies Room Rock (CTMQ visit here).
I did a 12-mile section of the trail with my new hiking friend Matt who assured me, “you can hear the falls from the trail. We won’t miss them.” Peter Marteka also noted their sound in his article about the area in the Courant.
Okay, okay, sorry! I get excited about these things.
The falls are very pretty and are more of a series of short tumbles down a hill. Matt and I even took a moment to have a snack and take a few pictures.
The brook is Boston Hollow Brook and it’s hardly a torrent – and probably isn’t much better after a week of rain. That’s just way it is here at Pixie Falls.
Let’s see… what else.
Oh yeah, at the top of the falls, there’s a cool tree. No clue what happened here, but a hummock or something was washed away at some point after being in place long enough for the tree to grow like this.
Either that, or a hobbit lived here and recently moved out. Since this is 2017, I guess it’s up to you which set of facts is correct.
There you go: Pixie Falls.