A couple of days after the 4th of July, which was a stormy, muggy day, we drove to Martha's Vineyard. The trip was surprisingly smooth with an easy passage over the Bourne Bridge onto Cape Cod. It had been a long, long time since we drove. Decades. We used to go to P-town frequently but since the mid-90s mostly got to the Cape and Islands aboard a boat of ours. It was interesting seeing Woods Hole Passage from a different perspective. The ferry passage was smooth and easy. There was a little chop down at the small boat level but it would have not been bad for us if we came through here the way we usually do. Certainly not as quick, however.
View of Woods Hole Passage from Woods Hole. Opposite our usual perspective.
The house we stayed at was interesting. A bit old fashioned but it was the first time staying at a summer rental and we don't know what is the norm. Older furniture but reasonably well equipped. It was about a mile from the Vineyard Haven center on a dirt road. Turkeys and rabbits in the backyard at times.
Rabbit was a little scrawny.
We went to Oak Bluffs (several times), Edgartown, a couple of street fairs and a few different beaches. Too many beaches, in fact. Everyone had a great time except me. Too many beaches. I don't love spending too much time at beaches. They are hot. Sandy. Lumpy. Buggy. Cancer causing burning solar rays pour down, too. Uncomfortable to say the least. Skimpy ladies bathing suits in sight might have helped. But not by much. Everything else was fine. Got my share of ice cream, fudge and more. They're already planning a return trip next year.
While we were gone, Connecticut and most of New England had several days of severe weather. It just brushed us briefly in MV. The river raged for many days after we got home. An ugly muddy brown color with a very strong current. We had no inbound tide for nearly three weeks. We also had many large trees, branches and other debris come down river for weeks, too. It was more than a week before the water went down enough to see any beach on Calves Island adjacent to us.
In addition to our Connecticut doctors, we drove all the way to Manhattan twice to consult a specialist regarding Carol's heart/pulmonary issues. All these visits have yet to give us any definitive answers. Our visit to our dermatologist was more interesting. For the 2nd time (1st time was quite a few years ago) I pointed out a suspicious spot on Carol's back to the doctor and was correct in my assessment: basal cell carcinoma. It's not serious if caught early. Due to my diagnostic skills I was offered a job in the office. I declined. Also, I did not perform the surgery. I am, however, available to do inexpensive full-body scans for skin cancer checks. Women only.
My semi-annual hematology visit was uneventful except my oncologist is moving on to another hospital system and leaving me. He'll be too far away for me to be a patient. Our last conversation indicated he thought our lifestyle contributed to my successful treatment. He also thought my original situation was much more serious than I thought it seemed at the time. My relatively easy treatment cycles were not indicative of the seriousness of the situation/diagnosis. I never tried to minimize my experiences but it didn't seem to go too bad. Not great but... could have been worse. Way worse. I have had several friends who joined the club and are no longer with us. That kind of worse. Only those in the club can truly understand the change in your perspective. No matter how your journey evolves.
After that, the kids came to Old Lyme and we headed to Block Island. It was an easy, calm passage. Six hours, however.
At anchor.The weather at Block wasn't all that great, three straight cloudy, cool days with some rain but the kids visited sea life touch tanks, the local animal farm as well as several trips to the beaches. Enjoying Aldo's.
The return trip was rather sporty with very big seas and a heavy downpour but the serious winds (gusts, 60+MPH) and tornados missed us. The passage was very quick (over 9kts SOG at times) with good current and wind angles, however. The day ended up very nice in Mystic, anchored near the Museum. I worked morning shifts twice and the kids went to the youth oriented exhibits and play areas and had a lot of fun. Cobbe got an exclusive tour of the Morgan and spaces unavailable to the public, a perk afforded me as a volunteer. After my second day at work we picked up the anchor and re-anchored out at Ram Is. for a swim session. The passage to Old Lyme ending the mini-cruise was directly into a light breeze and uneventful.
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