Air Line State Park Trail - Current Trail Conditions (South Section)

Current Trail Conditions (South Section)

This section of the trail has been completed. It has a smooth, hard-packed stone dust surface, benches for resting at more scenic locations, and bike racks. Brand new bridges constructed by cadets from the US Coast Guard Academy carry the trail across the Blackledge and Jeremy Rivers and Judd Brook. This section crosses the Rapallo and Lyman Viaducts, massive fills that carried the railroad and now trail across wide valleys. They provide spectacular views, especially in the fall. There is a short (less than 1/4 mile) on-road detour necessary where the Route 2 expressway blocks the railroad bed.

There is one section of the trail in the town of Lebanon between Cook Hill Road and Village Hill Road that is currently closed as the DEEP and the town are working to resolve a real estate encroachment by one of the trail's abutters. Signs are posted describing the 1 mile on-road detour. The trail currently ends at the south end of the bridge over the Willimantic River.

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