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Day 34 (10.5.07) - Slowly Leaving Boston for NH

We will return to Boston, but after the rest of New England

sunny 82 °F
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Miles Driven: 118
Ending Mileage: 115318
Weather: Sunny & Warm (82 F)

I had planned to make a quick side trip to visit the Fairbanks House, then quickly head up back north so we could get back on our original route to the far corner of Maine. The tentative plan had been to get there by October 1st, which obviously we did not do - so I figured the closer we could get to that, the better. Things don't always go according to plan, but sometimes that's actually for the better.

This morning, Mom said that she really wanted to see the Atlantic Ocean since we were so close to it already. I thought that sounded like a good idea - on the Atlas, it looked like we were very close to it. Well, it turns out that the Boston area is a lot like the Seattle area - a lot of waterfront is taken up by private homes. You can get to the beach, but you have to know where to go! After driving around some beautiful (& Old!) homes and neighborhoods, we made it to Cohasset, which looked like it was right on the beach. We couldn't find a beach, but did pass a post office - which we also needed, so got more postcards and boxes off:


The folks in the post office were very helpful and explained how we could get to a beach. It wasn't quite a public beach, but they didn't think anybody would bother us this time of year. Also, they thought it was strange that we didn't have an accent! We explained that the way we talked was the West Coast accent and all had a good laugh. After some more driving, we finally could see the Atlantic through the houses, but when we did pass shorelines, there wasn't any place to stop. There were a lot of large boulders (not too tall, but maybe several yards/meters across) - the folks there had built their homes and yards around them. Without anyplace to stop, I didn't take any pictures - there was a little too much traffic to risk just stopping in the middle of the road.

One odd thing I noticed is that the folks we saw out walking, jogging, etc. didn't seem to smile much, in fact many seemed to have a perpetual frown on. However, whenever we talked with someone one on one, they were very friendly and helpful. Must be a Boston thing.

After much more driving along the peek-a-boo coast, we finally came to a beach. It was owned by the neighborhood association so there is a $50.00 annual pass necessary to park there - but we took the postmaster's advice and parked - hoping nobody would fine us for not having a pass (they didn't). It was a lovely beach with soft sand, sea shells (mostly muscles) and a salt smell. The waves weren't very large so I'm assuming the sea was quite calm today (maybe also something to do with the topography).


We had finally made it to a beach and Mom & I had seen the Atlantic (I took my shoes off and splashed a bit, it wasn't quite as cold as Puget Sound, at least not today). Mom wasn't quite ready to hit the road however, she wanted to drive on out the little spit (as shown on the Atlas) - we drove and drove, it was a very populated and long 'little spit'! I objected to the delay, but in truth it was a beautiful day to visit a seaside area like this. It reminded me a little of Carmel or Sausalito: beaches, quaint houses, ice cream shops & a few art studio's. There were a couple of places where the isthmus was so narrow we had the bay on one side of the road and the ocean on the other. I saw some birds (Cormerants I think). I was going to take a picture of them and decided the houses behind them might be worth including (waterfront is not cheap in Boston either):


The first beach we had stopped at was Cohasset Beach, later we also stopped at another Beach and learned it was called Hull Beach. The second one was a public beach. I can't remember exactly which one (or somewhere else along the way), but I did get a view of downtown Boston through the haze and also a lighthouse across the bay. Like Michigan, Massachusetts is also fond of it's lighthouses:


We did learn that the Hull area was called Natascot by the Indians. It was a fishing station as early as 1622 and was settled by the Puritan's about 1630. The name was changed to Hull in 1644.

Nine miles later, we finally made it to the end (sort of), at least around the hill at the end. There was small town just about everywhere, so it was a little hard to tell. The road to the last hill split and people had built very narrow homes between the two roads, using every bit of available space for seaside living:


So finally, about 1:30 or 2 PM, we started heading back towards Boston. In the town of Hingham was a nice little harbor with convenient parking, so I finally pulled out the tripod for the obligatory 'you were there' picture - Mom & I at the Atlantic Ocean:


I also spotted six or seven Egrets in a tidal bay, but try as I might - this is the best I could do (they were partially blocked by grass, unless I was too far away to get a good shot...)


After stopping for the Egret's about 3 PM, we didn't stop again except at a rest area much later. We followed Hwy 3A to I-93 to Boston, but it was very slow going. It turns out I-93 goes under the Tunnel (big dig?). The RV didn't have any trouble with this, except we only went about 10 Mph most of the way through Boston and on up into New Hampshire, which is only about 26 miles from Boston I think. We got to the rest area just inside of NH about 5 PM. The visitor's center in New Hampshire assured us that every Friday afternoon, the highways out of Boston are this bad since everybody wants to get out of town for the weekend.

New Hampshire is also very good at promoting tourism in their state. We picked up all sorts of brochures on fall colors, waterfalls, museums, historic sites, etc. etc. etc. Looks like this is another place we could spend months (just like all the other states we've visited), so we'll have to pare down the list a bit anyway.

It was starting to get late but I wanted to try to get a little further north, so we drove on to a campground off of I-89 near a place called Henniker. It is a regular campground/RV park, so Mom can take a hot shower in the morning and we can do laundry. They don't have Wi-Fi though and the cell phone service here is slow, dial up like speeds - so it's probably a good thing I don't have very many photo's from today.

Seems like we did a lot of sightseeing for a travel day though?

ps - in case you're wondering, we will see more of Boston, but later. The weather probably won't be as nice, but we're heading back up to Vermont via New Hampshire, then across to Maine, then back down again.

Posted by jl98584 18:29 Archived in USA Tagged family_travel

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Your doing laundry reminds me in a round-about way: I was disgusted with myself for not remembering to show your mom something here. I hope that while she was doing laundry, she noticed it. Some years ago, she gave us a scratch-art picture of an eagle that she'd done. When we moved here, I found a document frame and a white mat that fit it perfectly, and it hangs in our laundry room, opposite a puffin of similar coloring that I photographed in Scotland. I enjoy having it there, and I hope she noticed how nice it looked once it was matted and framed.

by msj

Mom is embarrassed to admit it, but didn't notice the picture. She had forgotten completely about it but is glad you're enjoying it! I have a couple that she did also and like them very much.

by jl98584

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