What a glorious day…60 degrees and sunny! I started out with a soft boiled egg and toast compliments of Eric and Lise. Before we headed to Wellfleet Oyster Fest, I walked the dogs down to the neighborhood pond, Long Pond. It was nice mile walk just to take the edge off the dogs so they could enjoy a rest in VANilla while we tried out the local fare at Wellfleet’s Oyster Fest.
I’ve never been to a festival where oysters are shucked in booths out on the street. It was quite fun to see the shuckers in fishing gear and to hand pick the dozen oysters I wanted. Welfleet oysters are fantastic! We tried a few more food booths as well…an order of fried clams from one and a sea dog from the other.
None of us had ever heard of a sea dog which was basically a lobster fried in corn breading and stuck on a stick like a Fletcher’s corn dog. It reminded me of the State Fair of Texas which comes to Dallas every October. Every year there is a contest among the vendors establishing the best fried food…I vote for the fried oreos.
After consuming thousands of calories each, we took a walk along the beach on Great Island a peninsula off of Welfleet Harbor. The beach was laden with scallop shells from yesterday’s heavy surf. Scout decided it would be nice to taste one of them…crunchy!
I parted with Lise and Eric for the late afternoon and headed up to Provincetown. In Provincetown I visited the Pilgrim Memorial Monument . The monument, constructed between 1907 and 1910, was built to commemorate the first landing of the Pilgrims in 1620. After 67 days at sea, the Mayflower anchored here while the Pilgrims signed the Mayflower Compact, the first democratic document written in America. After exploring the area, the Pilgrims moved to Plymouth where they established the first permanent settlement in the Northeast.
While in Provincetown, I also completed a micro cache. Micro caches in urban areas, in my experience, tend to be magnetic, thus as I turned the corner and found some benches, I presumed it would be magnetically attached to one of them. Attempting stealth in my hunt, I nonchalantly sat on the bench while craning my neck around to glance at the back of the bench as well as slowly running my hand under the seat without looking. Jay, a Jamaican who previously lived in Florida and is now living with his aunt while he cooks at the Red Inn commented, “You look like you have a lot on your mind.” I responded, “as a matter of fact, I do…I’m trying to find a geocache without looking like a crazy person peering under benches.” After providing a short lesson on caching, I sat down on the next bench, ran my hand behind the back of it, and found the black magnetic case. I was hoping to drop the Texas geocoin I found, but the container was too small.
On my way back to Brewster, I stopped just long enough at Race Point Beach for a view and at Marconi Station to see the site where the first U.S transatlantic wireless telegram was sent to Edward VII King of England from Theodore Roosevelt. Construction on the wireless radio station began in 1901, was destroyed by a storm later in the same year, and rebuilt in 1902. Guglielmo Marconi transmitted the message for which he received the Nobel Prize. The station was demolished in 1920 and at least half of the shore where the station stood has eroded leaving only a few remains. Before I left to join the traffic from the Welfleet Oyster Fest, I watched a tremendous sunset.
Back in Brewster, (oh will it be hard to leave), Eric and Lise prepared a salad and shrimp scampi…DELICIOUS! It was certainly 100 times better than the Cowboy game…thankfully I only had to suffer through the last quarter.
This weekend was quite enjoyable. Eric and Lise couldn’t be nicer. They spontaneously hosted a complete stranger for an entire weekend…so generous, so kind, great company. What a wonderful experience. It was really nice to tour Cape Cod with locals! I hope I will have the opportunity to host them in the future. And THANK YOU Page for making the introduction. ETB