Friday, July 19, 2013

Last Day on the Island

Being here a week, we have come to love this Island and all that it has to offer.  We have seen the best and the worst.  We have talked with locals, tourists and everyone in between to get the real feel of the Island.  With our ferry scheduled to leave in the evening we decided to hop on our bikes for one last adventure.  We headed towards the Bluffs.....East Chop and West Chop.  A beautiful ride cliff side along the ocean.
We rode for about 3 hours taking in the sights and discovering hide away places....including Carly Simon's homestead.  Of course, we couldn't get a close up look, but it was fun knowing we stumbled upon it.  I don't think I could find it again if you asked me to. With so much of the Island not developed, there are miles and miles of dirt roads in which to explore.  We discovered some back roads that took us to Tamoosha Lake where locals were shelling for clams.  Ah, the authentic sights, smells and sounds of the Island that we have fallen in love with.  This has been a wonderful place to spend a honeymoon and we have totally enjoyed our time here.
Although Martha's Vineyard is a place for the rich and famous, for us it is a way of life and a place to find peace and solitude in a world of love!
With "Rhonda" on the ferry we watched as the ferry pulled away from the Island.  With it we take memories that will last a lifetime.  Because we did not make it to Nantucket as planned, we will return in September after the crowds have moved on.  In the distance we say good-bye to Martha's Vineyard.
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On the way home, we took a side trip to Plimouth Plantation for a trip back to the 17th century.
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Guy with his hands on Plymouth Rock
The village with the workers in costume having lunch that they prepared as they would of back in the 1600's.
A tombstone of a pilgrim who traveled here on The Mayflower.
We enjoyed our day at the plantation and were anxious to return home as our 5 day jaunt to The White Mountains was just a day away and preparations needed to be made.

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