I returned to the Inn to find Bill up and ready to roll. I took him to Duncan Donuts and got him his coffee and away we went to explore the Rockport coastline. The sun started to shine and the ride was easy and picturesque. We explored various inlets and roads looking for secret spots to hang out. There among the high hedges scatted along the ocean are "cottages" with wrap around terraces, porches and multi level terraces. A quiet coastline with winding tree lined roads.
At one point on our drive, we saw a small beach but the sign said do not entered from on part of the road. I figured we needed to loop around and find the entrance to the beach. Not an easy talk when many roads a private driveways and others dead ends. We did mange to circle the beach. We tried finding a place to park as most parking you needed a resident permit. We finally found a place and walked to the rocky beach. The rocky beach made it perfect for us to search for stones to skim on the water. After enough skimming, we walk and found another beach a short distance from our car. This beach had pristine sand, and ocean for as far as the eye could see. We located ourselves and nice bench we we sat in the sun and watched the kids play in the ocean. More people showed jptravels4fun@gmail.com with blankets, coolers and chairs to relax.
The day was getting humid so we decided enough of sitting and sweating. I mentioned to Bill to lets find this place Jack mentioned called Rocky Neck in Gloucester. The ride back was uneventful until we started reading signs to Rocky Neck. A wrong turn handed us a golden opportunity to view the coastline line along Atlantic Avenue. The fortuitous occasion of getting lost afforded us the opportunity to see a number a wonderful hotels and Inn right on the water for future reference. I can not tell you how many time when you travel some wrong turn or mistake turns into a great day.
In travel like in life it is not about content, the getting from place to place but about process what goes on internally, moments of self reflection, or as with travel the getting lost leads to finding a new way.
We ended up eating at MadMax fish grille right on the water. It was here as we ate overlooking the harbor that this monstrosity to opulence of a yacht docks right in front of the restaurant ruining everyone's view. The owner comes up to the restaurant and mentioned to me and Bill how we look relaxed, enjoying ourselves. I said we were until you parked that thing and ruined our view. I told him a gentlemen from the old school would pay for our bar tab to make up the inconvenience. Bill started laughing. The guy laughed and walked away. Bill said I guess he was no gentlemen. He is probably some nickel millionaire ready to go bust.
At one point on our drive, we saw a small beach but the sign said do not entered from on part of the road. I figured we needed to loop around and find the entrance to the beach. Not an easy talk when many roads a private driveways and others dead ends. We did mange to circle the beach. We tried finding a place to park as most parking you needed a resident permit. We finally found a place and walked to the rocky beach. The rocky beach made it perfect for us to search for stones to skim on the water. After enough skimming, we walk and found another beach a short distance from our car. This beach had pristine sand, and ocean for as far as the eye could see. We located ourselves and nice bench we we sat in the sun and watched the kids play in the ocean. More people showed jptravels4fun@gmail.com with blankets, coolers and chairs to relax.
The day was getting humid so we decided enough of sitting and sweating. I mentioned to Bill to lets find this place Jack mentioned called Rocky Neck in Gloucester. The ride back was uneventful until we started reading signs to Rocky Neck. A wrong turn handed us a golden opportunity to view the coastline line along Atlantic Avenue. The fortuitous occasion of getting lost afforded us the opportunity to see a number a wonderful hotels and Inn right on the water for future reference. I can not tell you how many time when you travel some wrong turn or mistake turns into a great day.
In travel like in life it is not about content, the getting from place to place but about process what goes on internally, moments of self reflection, or as with travel the getting lost leads to finding a new way.
We ended up eating at MadMax fish grille right on the water. It was here as we ate overlooking the harbor that this monstrosity to opulence of a yacht docks right in front of the restaurant ruining everyone's view. The owner comes up to the restaurant and mentioned to me and Bill how we look relaxed, enjoying ourselves. I said we were until you parked that thing and ruined our view. I told him a gentlemen from the old school would pay for our bar tab to make up the inconvenience. Bill started laughing. The guy laughed and walked away. Bill said I guess he was no gentlemen. He is probably some nickel millionaire ready to go bust.
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