After New York we followed the coast
stopping for an extremely wet night on the coast in Connecticut and another in
Newport, Rhode Island. Newport is a beautiful harbor town with boats of all
shapes and sizes, no wonder it is a yachting haven. As we walked along the
cliffs facing the sea we discovered the area contains 64 mansions dating back
to the 1800’s. This is obviously where the rich from New York and Boston came
to play.
We
did ask for a waterfront campsite!
Newport,
Rhode Island
We continued along the coast into
Massachusetts and ventured out to Cape Cod and Falmouth which was encased in
fog and so reminiscent of the English seaside. We caught the ferry over to
Martha’s Vineyard for the day. As luck would have it the fog cleared and it was
a very nice day. We were also fortunate to arrive 1 week before the start of
the 2 month tourist season which turns the island into pure chaos. It was here
that we had our first lobster – at $20 for a good sized lobster, corn on the
cob, a bowl of clam chowder and fries it was a real bargain.
We passed through Plymouth on our way to
Boston and made a quick stop at the famous rock that the Pilgrims supposedly used
to step ashore.
Plymouth
Rock
In Boston we spent the entire day in the
city walking the freedom Trail. This was a very neat red brick line set in the
pavement and traced out all the points of historical interest including; The
Granary & Kings Chapel burying ground contained the graves of John Hancock,
Samual Adams and Paul Revere and Paul Revere’s house.
Grave
of Samuel Adams
Grave
of Paul Reever
The trail finished at the docks where we
toured the very impressively maintained 1800’s warship the USS Constitution –
The oldest warship afloat still in active naval commission. Nelson’s HMS
Victory in England is the oldest in commission but it is in permanent dry dock.
USS
Constitution
It was after 6 by the time we came to the spot of the Boston Tea party, where rebels through all the tea overboard rather than pay the import taxes that would all make their way back to England. Not surprisingly the museum was closed. So after a full day on our feet we made our way back to the station to catch the train home.
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