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Cape Cod Day 7…. The Knob.

 

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Yes, you read that correctly.

 

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We visited the Knob.

 

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I admit to being Knob ignorant before a local told us about it….

 

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But it was our last full day on the Cape and it was on our way to Woods Hole, so why not?

 

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Of course I wasn’t exactly dressed for hiking…

 

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But I never let improper footwear get in the way of a good time.

 

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Most of the trek was through the woods.

 

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But there were a few scenic spots along the way.

 

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And a few blisters in the making later…

 

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There it was.

 

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The Knob.

 

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And one adorable…

 

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Very photogenic dog.

 

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Who I made friends with while the husband…

 

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Started talking politics with a nice guy we met along the way.

45 minutes and numerous dog photos later…

 

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I finally got him on the move again.

 

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Did I mention it was freezing cold with a biting wind?

Well, it was.

 

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But we made it to the Knob….

 

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Where I was glad to see they cared about their rocks.

 

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Some Instagram girls were there ahead of us, making the most of the backdrop.

 

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Until the husband promptly ruined it for them.

 

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Well, if you insist.

 

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The view from the Knob.

 

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Knob seen and photographed, we headed back.

 

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With the inventor of Trip Advisor’s house in the distance.

 

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Duly warned against rock theft, we continued back to the car…

 

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And peaceful Quissett Harbor.

 

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Cape Cod Day 5…. and we’re climbing.

 

The Pilgrims Monument in Provincetown. We came, we saw, we climbed.

And climbed. And climbed. And climbed….

 

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Photo of my husband wondering why we don’t take relaxing vacations on the beach like normal people.

 

Completed in 1910 to commemorate the Pilgrim’s fist landing in Provincetown on November 21, 1620…. the tower is 252 tall and rises 350 feet above sea level.

(Those are Christmas lights radiating down from the top, not support wires. Because hey, if your monument is held up by wires? Even I’m not climbing it.)

 

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                  No alcohol allowed? They really know how to kill a girl’s spirit.

 

This is the tallest all granite structure in the United States, and every single massive piece of stone came from my beautiful state of Maine.

 

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Stairs?

There were a few…

 

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But thankfully there were ramps as well.

 

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And on the day we visited?

 

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It was so cold, windy and damp, the walls were sweating.

We climbed what seemed like forever…. and still had a long way to go.

 

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But there were windows along the way which we opened to peak out.

 

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At which point the wind practically knocked us down.

 

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Granted, looking down was a little nerve wracking.

 

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Good thing my vertigo didn’t kick in, I’d still be there.

 

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Onward and ever upward… we neared the top.

 

 

Run my *ss.

 

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Gimme a few more years and I’ll be crawling.

 

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A few more flights….

 

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Yay!

The top…

 

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Where it was raining….

 

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And blowing a friggin’ gale force.

 

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Time for a quick wild haired selfie…

 

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And a walk around the less windy sides with P’town spread out below…

 

 

 

A farewell to the gargoyles.

 

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And we headed back down to collect my sticker.

I’d earned it!

Cape Cod day 4…. where we search in vain for a lighthouse to explore on Martha’s Vineyard.

 

Who doesn’t love a lighthouse? Raise your hand.

If your hand is up, go sit in the corner while the rest of the nice people enjoy this post.

 

 

We didn’t have any luck exploring the first lighthouse we’d found since it was on private property, but hope springs eternal.

 

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Decisions, decisions.

 

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East Chop has a  lighthouse?

 

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Decision made.

 

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Yay!

A lighthouse….

 

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Boo… a gate that closed it to the public.

0 for 2, we headed to the next one. We’re nothing if not persistent.

Onward!

 

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But apparently not that way.

 

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In case you’re wondering? I’ll take that house, right there.

 

 

Oh, alright. I’ll take Idris Elba as well.

So… Gay Head Light.

 

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We found it, parked down below and walked through the gate.

 

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Then we saw it.

 

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It…

And the gate that blocked the entrance to it.

 

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May I just say…. WTF Martha’s Vineyard?

Strike 3. Okay, I give up.

 

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There it is, a perfectly nice lighthouse.

 

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I’m sure it was marvelous inside, not that we’ll ever know.

 

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But the views of the Aquinnah Cliffs?

 

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Admittedly, pretty wonderful.

Wind?

 

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A wee bit.

Goodbye hairdo. Next trip to the Vineyard? I’m wearing a hat and never taking it off.

And because every vacation post must have rocks?

 

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Rocks.

Rocks that mark the sight where the lighthouse originally stood.

 

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Rocks.

 

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Rocks with the late afternoon sun.

You’re welcome.

 

 

Cape Cod Day 4, Black Dog Tavern, Vineyard Haven.

 

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If you live in New England, I can guarantee you’ve seen numerous bumper stickers, t shirts and assorted swag with the ubiquitous black dog silhouette.

 

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But on day 4 of our fabulous Cape Cod adventure, we had lunch at the real thing.

 

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The original Black Dog Tavern on Martha’s Vineyard.

For a sweetly illustrated history, click here.

 

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It’s a rustic little place…

 

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With some fabulous views.

 

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Filled with maritime history as well as the flavor of the sea….

And on the day we had lunch there?

Even an adorable real life black dog on the beach.

 

 

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(No worries… it was a cool day, he had water and his owners checked on him regularly.)

 

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Cocktail?

Don’t mind if I do….

 

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Since we were at the Black Dog, I tried a Black Dog Orange Crush.

 

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Which might have to become my new favorite way to wake up the day.

 

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Happily sipping, we enjoyed watching the ferry.

 

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The boats..

 

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The harbor…

 

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And local craft beer disappear.

But yes, the food. We came for food…

 

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Quahog chowder. Thick, creamy and delicious with homemade croutons made for a nice start.

What’s a quahog you ask?

It’s a large hard shelled clam.

 

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Isn’t that just typical human behavior?

Name your pet, then kill him to find out how old he is.

Sorry Ming, you deserved better. And I sincerely hope you weren’t in our soup.

 

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I was in the mood for a good chargrilled burger and this one didn’t disappoint.

 

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The husband? He inhaled two dozen mussels.

Replete, we said goodbye to the real black dog….

 

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The views…

 

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The pier….

 

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And the original Black Dog Tavern.

 

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Fervently wishing they would come to Maine and build one on our coast!

 

Cape Cod Day 4 … a special moment in Menemsha, Martha’s Vineyard

 

When we left Edgartown I saw a sign saying Menemsha, and something in the deep dark recesses of my brain sparked.

 

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To be honest, I didn’t even know why until I got there.

 

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The art wasn’t familiar.

 

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Neither were the warnings about jellyfish and nude bathing…. two things that should never be experienced together.

So while the husband made a new friend…

 

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I walked around wondering why this particular place had called to me.

 

 

Wind?

Just a wee bit…

 

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It was a lovely spot.

 

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And as I wandered…

 

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I realized what I was doing.

 

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I was walking in my late father’s footsteps.

 

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He was an artist….. and had painted this very spot.

 

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That’s why we were there.

 

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Because all my life….. I’d seen the word Menemsha on a few of his paintings and never knew what it meant.

 

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I lost my father when I was 15.

Much too young…

 

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We missed so many things.

 

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But for a moment, on this day….

 

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He walked with me.

 

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And my heart was full.

 

 

 

 

Diana’s Baths Part 5… rocks, foliage and zombie toes.

 

Okay… I lied. When we discovered the cairn garden I thought we were at the top, but it turns out we weren’t.

 

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Yes ladies and gentlemen….

 

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There will be more rocks.

 

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And trees.

 

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And trees that hug rocks.

 

 

 

But I promise you…

 

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This time we had found the top.

 

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But standing there, it really does make you wonder where all the water comes from.

 

 

 

The pools are shallow and yet the water keeps flowing… and flowing… and flowing.

Flowing so much in fact..

 

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You knew that was coming, right?

Add another christened outhouse to the list.

Done with the Baths, we back headed down.

 

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Through some lovely paths…

 

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Where sometimes you just have to look up.

 

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And soak in the splendor of autumn.

Naturally, when you look up…. you’re apt to trip over something you would have seen if you were looking down.

Like I did.

 

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Please tell me I’m not the only one who sees a half buried zombie toe here.

 

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And here.

Overgrown toenails et al.

It’s enough to make a girl shiver…

And crave a fortifying alcoholic beverage.

 

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Which I found here.

 

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At the Black Cap Grille, one of our favorite spots in North Conway.

 

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Happily fortified with cocktails and a yummy grilled Caesar salad (If you’ve never eaten it this way? Start now)

And some succulent crab cakes…

 

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We called it a day.

 

 

 

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After a few hours of happily poking around, we were nearing the top.

 

 

 

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A few more rocks.

 

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A little more tip toeing through the tree roots…

 

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And there we were.

 

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The top.

 

 

Quiet pools…

 

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The husband, back on the wrong side…

 

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And some big rocks.

 

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Did that rock just wink at me?

 

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Cheeky things, those rocks…

 

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We enjoyed the view and the feeling of accomplishment.

And then…

 

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We saw something a little farther up…

 

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That made us realize we weren’t quite finished with Diana’s Baths yet.

Cairns!

 

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Sorry.. no.

Not that kind.

 

 

 

Cathedral Ledge Part 2.

 

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Mountain views.

 

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Valley views.

 

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Vibrant autumn color.

 

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And love locks… Cathedral ledge has it all.

 

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Even lovers with a sense of humor.

 

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It was glorious… and that was only the front half.

 

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Walking along the sides, we made friends.

 

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Took 100 more pictures….

 

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And simply marveled at the beauty of nature.

 

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Even the husband was quiet.

 

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Honestly, there’s only so many times you can say wow.

 

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It really was a special spot.

 

 

This way?

 

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Beautiful.

 

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That way?

Fabulous.

 

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Gaze in wonder.

Take picture.

Repeat.

 

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There were rocks!

 

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And trees!

 

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And they made me realize how blessed I am to live in a truly wonderful part of the world.

 

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We made one final lap along the fence line…

 

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And strolled a few final steps across those marvelous rocks…

 

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I tried again…. unsuccessfully… to get a double selfie where the husband actually looks at the camera.

 

 

But no matter.

 

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We took one last look and bid goodbye to a place I’d revisit in a heartbeat next time we’re in the area.

 

 

White Mountains trip Day 5. Cathedral Ledge.

 

Are you ready for a deluge of photos?

 

 

Good, then you’re in the right place…

Because this was probably the most scenic spot we found on our trip.

 

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Pulling into the park, the ledge loomed ahead.

 

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We drove up a long, winding, foliage bracketed road…

And a short walk from the parking lot at the top?

 

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Wow.

 

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I’m going to run out of words to describe the view pretty quickly.

 

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Breath taking. Splendid. Dazzling. Jaw dropping. Stunning…

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See?

Speechless..

 

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And look at the rocks!

 

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And the trees!

 

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And the even bigger rocks…

 

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With people climbing up them.

 

 

I was one happy camper.

Even when I saw I couldn’t use the mountaineers as target practice.

 

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It was glorious.

 

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Every where you turned…

 

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Magnificent views.

 

 

 

Made me feel like I was on top of the world.

 

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More to come.

White Mountains trip Day 2…. Upper Jackson Falls

 

Yes… we’re still on the second day of our trip.

And yes, we’re still at the Falls.

 

 

Hey, just be glad I’m weeding through the 1704 photos and only giving you the highlights.

 

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Working our way up the falls took some time.

 

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But it really was lovely.

 

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Nothing like hanging out with Mother Nature to lower your blood pressure.

 

 

The closer we got to the top, the more people just plunked themselves down on the rocks and made themselves comfortable…

 

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And why not?

It’s a great place to read, unwind…and enjoy the day.

 

 

At the top you cross a wonderful iron bridge…

 

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Look both ways…

 

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And say thank you Jackson Falls…

 

 

I thoroughly enjoyed spending time with you.

 

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And your rocks.

(Or maybe that was just me.)

Done with the Falls, we headed into town for some sustenance.

 

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And found the cutest pumpkin display ever…

 

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Next to our destination.

 

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It looked promising.

 

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Warm and inviting.

 

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A vintage inn and tavern whose bar was packed to the rafters that late Saturday afternoon.

 

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I wanted to love it.

 

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I mean come on, they had ski lift seating….

 

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And a sign for the Woodchuck Trail. Who doesn’t love that?

But the service was terrible, the beer was warm and the food? When it finally came, over an hour after we ordered, was barely edible.

Sorry Martin, I didn’t even bother with pictures. Dry meatless ribs and a soggy Rachel sandwich do not warrant photographs.

 

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But martian pumpkins and gourds?

Definitely do.