Places sierrawest Wants to Go

A 19th century library favored by Edgar Allan Poe and H.P. Lovecraft, known by locals as "the Ath."

The location of the pie company that gave a classic toy its name is now a parking lot.

A jewel of early electric boosterism once again charms Connecticut's historic "Hat City."

An abandoned 146-acre summer resort slowly being reclaimed by nature.

This strangely amalgamated museum explores the history of the Timex clock company as well as archaeology.

Underground tunnels remain beneath this abandoned mental asylum.

A collection of haunted artifacts chronicles the career of the world’s most famous paranormal investigators. Museum is temporarily closed with plans to re-open.

A statue commemorating a 16-year old girl's nighttime ride to raise a militia against attacking British troops.

A human attendant once directed car traffic from this structure before automated stoplights.

An actual piece of the Moon, brought down to Earth by Apollo 15.

A portrait of the Charter Oak hangs in a frame made from the Charter Oak.

American artist J. Alden Weir purchased this 60-acre estate for $10 and a painting.

It looks like a whale, it's part of Yale, and it's best-known by a nickname you can probably work out for yourself.

A humble air museum located in an original World War II aircraft factory.

The final resting place of one member of the Amistad slave revolt who never made it back home.

One of America's oldest private membership libraries was long one of New Haven's best kept secrets.

An extra-wide chair built to accommodate the former president's big behind.

It was founded by Ralph Nader to educate the public about an often-maligned area of law.

A tiny memorial for the year the Connecticut River almost destroyed New England.

Hidden behind a Target are pillows of cooled lava that formed at the bottom of a deep lake in the Mesozoic Era.

One of America's first spies started out as a teacher in this little red one-room schoolhouse.

The remnants of a 19th-century ironmaking complex hidden in the woods of Connecticut.

An overgrown and abandoned tuberculosis ward resides in the midst of a quaint modern neighborhood.

British troops and Prohibition couldn’t stop this spot from becoming one of the United States' oldest continuously-run taverns.