Feeding Hills is a section of Agawam MA that plays home to Robinson State Park. It’s a quiet place that hosts both summer and winter activities on roughly 900 acres that hug the Westfield River on the north. There are hiking trails, a pond and picnic area for family recreation, and miles of trails to hike, bike, walk, sightsee, and just take in nature’s beauty. Robinson State Park also offers no place to go that you won’t feel alone.
For me, many years ago, it was a great place to take a textbook and homework to study in quiet. The problem was that it never seemed to be quiet – or calm. There were noises, not like those made by other people in the park, but soft rustlings. Sometimes one could hear whispers. Nothing intelligible, just loud enough to be disconcerting as there weren’t enough people around to make them.
Staying focused on study was sometimes difficult. It seemed as though something or someone was watching you. You know, the old ‘hair on the back of your neck standing up’ and all. It felt like eyes were staring right through you. Did whatever it was have something to say? Did they – or it – not want you there? Was it just to get your attention?
Perhaps it could have been any of those things. At times, one could catch a glimpse of something moving through the trees. Nothing definitive, only a fast black shadow rushing between the growths of the forest. For those of you who aren’t big into seeing black shadows, there’s something else for you, too. On occasions, a white wispy figure could be watched flitting in and out around the water’s edge.
Years ago there was a rumor that a woman was found dead along the side of one of the roads in the park…her body just left for someone to find. Did this really happen? I don’t know, but there is something restless in this area. It seems like it wants to let you know it’s there without being too obvious. Just enough to heighten your senses, put you a little on edge, and perhaps remind you that your end may just be your new beginning.