What a glorious day! Totally clear. We could see for miles. Blue sky, bright sun, ideal temperature.
We rode our bikes eleven miles to Gay Head, which I'd wanted to go to last fall but missed. The scenery all along the way was lovely, especially the blue, blue water of Menemsha Pond. The view from the cliff was spectacular. We should have gone down to the beach, but it looked crowded and a long ways away, so we ate a light lunch and rode our bikes to Lobsterville Beach, which sounded really nice in the write-up but turned out to be very rocky. Didn't stay there long. Headed on down the road to the little beach at Menemsha Inlet. We tried the beach on the near side of the inlet and found it better than Lobsterville but not perfect by any means. It was pebbly, and the water was cold. We rode the bicycle ferry to the other side. That was fun. I got to ring a big bell to summon the ferry. We ate some ice cream at the little place I had eaten at last fall. We enjoyed looking at the tiny little harbor with its little cottages and boats.
Rode our bikes to the beach on this side of the inlet. It was also pebbly, and the water was just as cold, but there was a restroom where we could change, so we put our suits on and waded out to about two inches above our knees. In fact, Roy managed to get in up to his waist, but he got out in a hurry.
It was nearly five o'clock, so we put our clothes back on and headed for the hostel. We wanted to stop at the grocery store on State Road to get something for supper. Unfortunately, when we got to State Road, I turned in the wrong direction and didn't realize it until we were almost to Edgartown Road, so we had to turn around and ride back. Reached the grocery store just as they were locking up. I pleaded with the manager to let us in, and he did. We grabbed a few things and checked out. Returned to the hostel, ate supper, read for a while and went to bed.
This Blog is our mother's logs from her sails aboard Jofian. Our mother, Clare Holt, wrote a log every day and after her first sail to Mexico, she bought a laptop to write and save her logs. She sailed when the World Wide Web was first created, there was not as much on the Internet back then, no Wi-Fi, Internet access was very limited. I know if she were sailing today that she would be putting her logs in a Blog, so I am doing it for her. Mom’s logs to Alaska are on saillogsalaska.blogspot.com.
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