Violet and Uno took the ferry over and met us at the dock later the first evening. Nervous at first, Uno quickly took to the marine lifestyle.
And The Mum takes to making breakfast. Look at the kitchen in this place! Bigger than most Manhattan apartments.
The Mum tries to coax Uno into the Dinghy, so we can take him ashore for his morning business.
We took the bus to West Tisbury and stumbled into the weekly Farmer's market. We picked up a lunch of home-grown-and-prepared vegetarian chinese food and ate at the edge of the parking lot.
It turns out this was the Tisbury Field Gallery of whimsical statues by Tom Maley. I should have grabbed some information about this artist while we were there, but I figued I could always look him up online. All I've been able to find out about him, though, is that he had some connection to San Fransisco, and that he late (as in, no longer with us).
Deliciously randy artwork. I love that this was displayed out in the open, in a public place with free access.
We went back to Oak Bluffs and wandered off the beaten path. A charming old house in need of some straightening-out.
Another thing you won't see on Nantucket, or even on mainland Cape Cod: abandoned and decaying properties. Given the real estate prices out here, I was amazed to see stuff like this in several neighborhoods.
More neglected real estate at the far end of the Main Street of Oak Bluffs. Surprising and a little charming, too.
The wind starts to pick up at the end of the second day. The Captain makes necessary repairs to the mooring.
The Mum braces for windier weather. Nice view of the gingerbread Victorian cottages along the edge of the harbour.
View from the bed of the master stateroom. A bit cramped, perhaps, but I think I could live like this.
We took the bus all the way to Menemsha. The local fish-market seemed the perfect place to take care of lunch.
Customer seating was a plank stretched across lobster traps behind the building. Old wooden crates formed a table.
A lobster roll, clam chowder, and marianated conch. I ate conch! It was kind of like a cross between hard cheese, fish, and rubber. Can't say I recommend it, but, well, I ate conch!
This boat was anchored at Menemsha. I have decided it would serve perfectly as our next home. We must have it!
The guy at the fish market told us it was a 45 minute walk to the Aquinnah lighthouse from Menemsha. Here we are at the beginning of the journey.
An hour and a half later, we give up on following the beach to the lighthouse. A charming path with a bridge leads inland.
Another hour of walking on an unlabeled road brought us to the lighthouse. Obnoxious people on vacation - we found them at last!
The Mum, Nate, Violet, and Snake gathered for a final photo back on board ship before we took the ferry back to the mainland.
