|Destination: Cape Cod|
|Near Little Round Top|
D.C. with Friends
|On the Boardwalk!|
|Mystic River Bascule Bridge|
geocache in every county in the state. We ended up, by plan, in Mystic, Connecticut where we revisited the restaurant where three years ago Mona starting loving oysters. It was like a family reunion as she greeted her old friends: the Ninigrets, the Pemaquids and of course the Noanks. We even had Noanks for dessert!
Cape Cod At Last!
|The huge fin of a humpback getting ready
to slap the water. Eerie in the fog!
The captain decided to take drastic measures to help find another whale. He turned everything off and everyone on board was asked to be silent so we might hear whales. Seriously? There we were in the north Altantic drifting about in the heavy fog. You could hear the waves slapping against the boat and you could see nothing in the pea soup fog. Suddenly, the on-board naturalist whispered through the PA that she could hear something at 11:00…just over there! We all peered into the foggy mist and there were two humpbacks on the surface, lazily slapping their fins on the water and seemingly waiting for us to come by and watch their play. The two kept at it for easily ten minutes when a third whale dropped by to see what was up. Totally awesome!!! Now, we weren’t resigned at all; instead, we had a wonderful new encounter to add to our list of whale memories!
|Whole Bellied Fried Clams (and fries)|
Nonetheless, Judy convinced me to try the whole belly clams. They came out kind of looking like clam strips, but with a little round ball attached to each one. Hmmm…. I popped one into my mouth. The first chew was like a normal clam strip…a little rubbery clam taste with a hint of the breading and saltiness. Then I bit into the round ball. It kind of popped, but not, and then a soft almost gooey texture of warm clamminess spread throughout my mouth. OMG, Yum!!! I finished the whole plate!
The Upper Cape
Anyway, we’re driving the Upper Cape enjoying the incredible scenery and visiting lighthouse after lighthouse along the way. These lighthouses date back to 1797 when George Washington ordered the first one built on the Cape. They had a variety of configurations and they were built in singles, pairs or threes, to help sailors better determine their location along the Cape. We saw seven lighthouses and climbed up to the top of one, the Highland Light.
|At the top of the Highland Light|
The Highland Light is the oldest lighthouse on the Cape and was authorized by Washington in 1797. The light was initially provided by burning whale oil, then by a six foot tall Fresnel lense using kersone, and now by a fist-size halogen lamp assembly. Amazingly, this 420 ton lighthouse was moved 450 feet in 1996 to save it from coastal erosion. They moved it as-as and it’s said that it moved so slowly that it was like watching grass grow. Still an incredible feat!
|Flying Skull Grave Stone|