The shuttle makes its way from the truck/bus lot to the RV lot
I wrestled the laptop away from Annie to write this next post. I wish the reference to the sun was indeed the warm and bright ball up in the sky with me basking beneath it, but that is not the case. The sun is Mohegan Sun (which has the potential to be on par with the real deal) our boondocking spot of choice for two nights to celebrate my birthday. Not that I didn’t greatly enjoy visiting the nearby RV supply store or spending quality time at Lowe’s, it’s just that dinner at Ballo’s topped off by free canolis scored a wee tad higher on the “how I’d like to spend my birthday” scale.
Cheers!
Mohegan Sun has two free oversize lots; one for trucks and tour buses and the other for RVs. They aren’t very level but we managed not to topple over the edge that looks out over the Thames River. You must complete a form to get your permit for an initial 7 night stay which can be extended once. The security guys are so eager for something to do that you are barely into the lot when one stops by. They are very nice and swing through often to be sure all is well. The free property shuttle bus makes the rounds every 15 mins; no sense waiting to throw your money away, so get right in there!
The waitstaff gets “RESPECTed” at Johnny Rockets
We chose the Cape (no, not Cape Hatteras, or Cape Lookout, but the Cape of all Capes) for a simulated getaway that would have the feel of “away” at only 120 miles and was a place we hadn’t visited in quite some time (by land). Our week at the low-key Dunroamin’ RV Park was mostly about getting to know our new home, ordering like drunken sailors from Amazon and restocking our pantry…with a dash of sightseeing tossed in for good measure.
An odd feeling to look down at the canal we transited less than two months before
This young guy was a hoot as he led us through how to make a glass-blown ornament at the Sandwich Glass Museum
One of the many beautiful displays of blown and cut glass
A huge display showed the river (blue) that eventually became today’s canal (dark). The yellow shows the first attempt.
We stopped at the Cape Cod Canal Visitor Center, housed in a former Coast Guard boat house and learned more than we could ever remember about the canal and its history.
Our big day out took us east along Rte 28 from Sandwich to Chatham where we worked our way back as far as Hyannis before jumping up to Rte 6 and Sandy Neck Beach for a taste of a north-side rocky beach.
Chatham lighthouse- note the light got caught in the act
Chatham Beach looking out toward the surf-lined tricky entrance to the small harbor
The local vessels navigate with ease
Hundreds of dead horseshoe crabs lined the south shore beaches
Mother Nature creates spooky sand at Sandy Neck Beach
Our day out took us past the Cape Cod Mall and the plethora of shopping centers nearby. Our eagle-sharp eyes spotted a Not Your Average Joe’s in the mall and after noting a Pier 1, Kohl’s and Home Goods we decided to return the next afternoon for a healthy dose of home-stuff shopping culminating with dinner at Joe’s. Not only are the drinks and entrees delicious but the bread with cheese/garlic/EVOO is a meal in itself. So we had seconds, and when we had our remains boxed up (oh that sounds weird) our waiter insisted on giving us an entire fresh serving of bread and dipping oil. We ate like kings for days. 🙂
At the end of the month our firmly entrenched in Vermont son drove down for a few days to check out the new ride/home/escape vehicle and spend time with us and friends. We quickly put him to work helping clear out the second storage unit we’d rented for one month.
The perfect plate frame for Benj; excellent choice Lily
The door stuck so every time we had to take a hammer to it
Did you know that October is “get serious” month? No? Guess it falls to us to lead the way then. Work (for Russ), projects and more projects as we slowly give Anne those promised spa treatments with a few extras to make living aboard more pleasant.
Cruising along the East Coast and Bahamas 