Gratuitous Vacation Photographs

Waquoit Bay jetties, with Martha's Vineyard on the horizon

Oak Bluffs, Martha's Vineyard

Rose hips, rosa rugosa, South Cape Beach Reservation

Merlot grapes, Cape Cod Winery, Falmouth
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Popponesset 2010

Due to popular demand, we expanded the Popponesset vacation to two weeks this year. At various times, the cottage was host to Matt, Christine, Evan, Erin, Boss, Joan, Conor, Sarah, and Oey (who received the Capey moniker "Oyster". Mid-way through week 2, we left the house in the care of Stacy and the kids, and she in turn hosted two families on her own.

Kathy in the Offshore Brewhaus, Oak Bluffs, Martha's Vineyard

 

Conor and Oyster, Shuckers World Famous Raw Bar, Wood's Hole

Kathy and Paul at the obelisk, Wood's Hole

Each successive group of visitors had their favorite activities to pursue. Erin, Matt, Christine, and Evan sandwiched a pool party at Nancy and Paul's between two days of beaching. Joan and Boss were on the ferry to Martha's Vineyard an hour after arriving. Conor  liked the pubs and restaurants, and Sarah liked the shopping and hiking trails (Oyster did it all). When Stacy arrived, the kids headed for the pool and playground, but she expanded their repertoire to South Cape Beach and the beach at John's Pond (there are also rumors that she broke the lobster roll record at the Raw Bar in Popponesset Marketplace).

July 4, Bethany Beach

We woke up on Independence Day to find the salt pond aglow, the promise of a perfect day on Bethany Beach.

We had Umbrella Row set up by 10 AM. Sister-in-law Kathy, a CEO, doesn't have a lot of leisure time, so she knows how to make the most of it.

 After a day at the beach and perhaps a taste of Myers black rum, the McShane brothers decided to kick back on the deck for a while.

We had dinner at a new bistro in Ocean View called The Cafe on 26. As the birthday boy, I was treated to beef bourguignon and a healthy tumbler of  The Macallan single malt. Then we settled back on the deck  for the fireworks--the salt pond was aglow for a second time.

Tavernier Nuptuals

Kathy and I exchanged vows on the sand in the shade of a palm tree. Brenda Cockrell officiated.

According to a Keys tradition, the rings are placed in a shell containing Key West sand.

The guests were not shy about joining Captain Josh on his repertoire of Jimmy Buffet songs, nor about dancing a conga line around the pool.

Key West Quest

The ride from Key Largo to Key West takes about 2 hours, but we all felt it was something we wanted to do. It was more than worth it, with ocean and bay vistas much of the way.

We stopped at the Parrotdise Waterfront Bar and Grill in Little Torch Key for lunch. Nobody had the featured wine (see sign); we opted instead for a round of Key West Sunset Ale. We learned from the owner that lower keys people regard anyplace north of the Seven Mile Bridge as the mainland.

We found a parking space not far from the madding crowd at Mallory Square, the center of Key West's tourist area.

The downtown area is full of colorful shops, restaurants, and sidewalk bars. One of Key West's mottoes is "a small town with a big drinking problem." The three huge cruise ships in port added to the throng.

As Kathy and I passed Irish Kevin's, the entertainer spotted us from the stage. "Hey, Michael McDonald," he bellowed, "bring her in here and we'll get her good and shitfaced." That's why everyone is looking at us.

We were apparently being stalked by pirates. Avast, ye scurvy knaves!

Another obligatory stop: the southernmost point. You can practically smell the cigars across the strait.