Sunday, May 29, 2016

We left the island in good hands yesterday morning.  Mitchell and Patty helped us off the island in Hinckley the dingy, into Ethan’s boat, with all of our stuff including linens and towels to wash, empty gas and water containers and last but not least, Cyndy’s 130 pound nine month old Grady who by this time didn’t really want to go.  Neither did we but all good things must end and it was time to cut the cord and leave everything to the new summer caretakers.

We all marveled at just how much beach there is in the cove when the tide is at its lowest.

Since we had arrived early, I took one last solo hike up the Lighthouse Trail to take some parting shots.  Mitchell and Cyndy did such a great job cleaning the lens that is really sparkled in the sun.

One of the bedrooms in the guest quarters.

The crabapple tree by the tram is in full bloom and has an intoxicatingly sweet smell.

The lighthouse banner is traditionally flown below the American flag during the summer on holidays and over the weekends.

Once ashore, I hadn’t yet gotten my fill of lobster so I indulged in one of Tracy’s lobster rolls on Percy’s back porch.

After a whole week on the island, protected by hats and sun screen, all the sun we got just made our noses red.  After lunch we sat on the beach and fell asleep and woke to sunburn. Cyndy couldn’t pass up a swim even though only the most daring kids didn’t venture past their knees.

I’ll miss the island this summer but hope to come back for a week in the fall to help close the island once again for the season.  Until then, I hope you all find time in your travels for a visit, or at least a place on your bucket list.