Rick and I visited the Cape Cod Church of Christ and the service got us out of there later than what we had intended. We arrived at Woods Hole (which once thrived on the whaling industry) 45 minutes before the ferry would leave for Martha's Vineyard. So we ate at the Quick Stop Restaurant, which was an order-at-the-counter-hole-in-the-wall place. They offered Lobster Tacos and to our delight were great, but a bit pricey. Climbing the gang plank brought us back to the fond days on our Carnival cruise trip after our daughter's wedding. The entire family including grandkids went. Anyway, the inside of the ship reminded me of incredibly dingy theater seats. Many of the seats had splits, some were duct taped, and some had a trash bag over the seat indicating, "broken!" Welcome to voyage to Martha's Vineyard. The Steamship Authority advertised "lowest fares," now I better understand the lowest fares. We chose to go to the upper deck and enjoy the fresh air. While the ship (loaded with people, bicycles, cars, trucks
, etc.) was bounded to MV the day was a rather pleasant autumn in Cape Cod. Standing near us was a gentleman who looked like he was familiar with his surroundings and I asked him if he knew anything about the island. Jackpot! Vito, the Italian New Yorker, stated that he is a seasonal resident and he answered all of our questions and gave us insider information.
He was so kind he wanted to walk us to the tour bus when we landed, but we convinced him we would manage, but we asked if he would take our picture in front of the ship. Then Rick took a picture of Vito and me. Vito lives in Edgarstown on MV and was on his way to get 9 holes of golf in before the sunset.
Not a moment passed that we said goodbye to Vito, we spotted the information booth 1/2 block away in this town of Oak Bluff. A young lady approached me and asked if I knew where was the information center. We told her to follow us because we thought it was just ahead--and it was! Unfortunately all the tours were done for the day, but the booth lady said we could go down the street and purchase a regular bus pass. While waiting for the bus to
arrive a couple of ladies tell us about the lovely cottages that are just one block beyond the main street. I wanted to see the cottages because I saw on the History Channel about how the Methodists had a religious encampment they started in the late 1800s. They set up a huge tent for their meetings and families would set up their tents around the big tent. Today there is an iron structure replicating their big tent. Each year the families would stay on the island a little longer that they decided to build permanent dwellings--cottages!
Our main objective was to see the infamous Aquinnah Lighthouse with its unique clay cliffs. At sunset the cliff becomes a darker hue of orange, very warm and inviting. Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis lived in Aquinnah. Understandably by the area's natural beauty and seclusion from the rest of the world answers why she chose to live there. 
The young lady that I mentioned earlier is Christine Schmidt from Germany. She wanted to see the cottages too, that I mentioned earlier. Rick and I were shocked when she told us that she is almost 30 because we thought she was a teenager. She is an elementary school teacher and is on a 2-week fall break. This was her first time to travel alone. So we all became buddies. She helped taking pictures of Rick and I and I asked her to pose with me. Very sweet young lady. Later she was going to her host family in Connecticut. But the next day she was going on an autumn train ride in New Hampshire. We encouraged her, if she had time, to visit the Flum
e Gorge where we had just visited--an 
awesome part of nature.
This lovely path to and from the beach bore all the loveliness of the dune beach. Behind me is the beach. Ahead, on top of the mountain in the background is where the lighthouse is located. There are more photos of the beach, clay cliffs, and the little cottages on my Facebook page (click on "Mary Roedel Shur" on top left of this page. The picture of the setting sun here I have titled, "The Eye of God." Click on any of the pictures to get a closer view.
, etc.) was bounded to MV the day was a rather pleasant autumn in Cape Cod. Standing near us was a gentleman who looked like he was familiar with his surroundings and I asked him if he knew anything about the island. Jackpot! Vito, the Italian New Yorker, stated that he is a seasonal resident and he answered all of our questions and gave us insider information.He was so kind he wanted to walk us to the tour bus when we landed, but we convinced him we would manage, but we asked if he would take our picture in front of the ship. Then Rick took a picture of Vito and me. Vito lives in Edgarstown on MV and was on his way to get 9 holes of golf in before the sunset.
Not a moment passed that we said goodbye to Vito, we spotted the information booth 1/2 block away in this town of Oak Bluff. A young lady approached me and asked if I knew where was the information center. We told her to follow us because we thought it was just ahead--and it was! Unfortunately all the tours were done for the day, but the booth lady said we could go down the street and purchase a regular bus pass. While waiting for the bus to
arrive a couple of ladies tell us about the lovely cottages that are just one block beyond the main street. I wanted to see the cottages because I saw on the History Channel about how the Methodists had a religious encampment they started in the late 1800s. They set up a huge tent for their meetings and families would set up their tents around the big tent. Today there is an iron structure replicating their big tent. Each year the families would stay on the island a little longer that they decided to build permanent dwellings--cottages!
Our main objective was to see the infamous Aquinnah Lighthouse with its unique clay cliffs. At sunset the cliff becomes a darker hue of orange, very warm and inviting. Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis lived in Aquinnah. Understandably by the area's natural beauty and seclusion from the rest of the world answers why she chose to live there. 
The young lady that I mentioned earlier is Christine Schmidt from Germany. She wanted to see the cottages too, that I mentioned earlier. Rick and I were shocked when she told us that she is almost 30 because we thought she was a teenager. She is an elementary school teacher and is on a 2-week fall break. This was her first time to travel alone. So we all became buddies. She helped taking pictures of Rick and I and I asked her to pose with me. Very sweet young lady. Later she was going to her host family in Connecticut. But the next day she was going on an autumn train ride in New Hampshire. We encouraged her, if she had time, to visit the Flum
e Gorge where we had just visited--an 
awesome part of nature. This lovely path to and from the beach bore all the loveliness of the dune beach. Behind me is the beach. Ahead, on top of the mountain in the background is where the lighthouse is located. There are more photos of the beach, clay cliffs, and the little cottages on my Facebook page (click on "Mary Roedel Shur" on top left of this page. The picture of the setting sun here I have titled, "The Eye of God." Click on any of the pictures to get a closer view.
