It was such fun to go aboard the Coast Guard’s boat, CG36500 which is docked at Rock Harbor for the season. You can go inside and learn all about the greatest Coast Guard small boat rescue in history. It is an amazing story. The movie, The Finest Hours, came out last January is all about the unbelievable feat!
When you are finished there is a little shack across the parking lot with lots of CG36500 memorabilia which you can purchase. I got the latest edition of the book called, Rescue.
If you’re in Rock Harbor, it is a very cool thing to do …and very educational!
It was a glorious day for the 4th of July parade in Orleans on Cape Cod. There were thousands of excited people waiting for all of the floats to pass by.
This first photograph is of the orleans baseball team, the Firebirds. They were having a great time as everyone was cheering them on.
Perfect day for a parade, did you get to see one?
There is a handicapped mat, almost like a ramp-type mat, at Coast Guard Beach in Eastham on Cape Cod. It is awesome in that people with wheelchairs can get up and down the mat to access the beach.
Today I saw a man in a wheelchair with big rubber tires using the mat to come up from the beach. How wonderful that handicapped people can get to the beach and enjoy it.
What a great invention!
I f you’ve never been to the Eastham Historical Society by the Salt Pond Visitor’s Center on Cape Cod, put it on your list. You can get a tour of the museum and tons of artifacts from old Eastham. It is fascinating.
And…the original schoolhouse adjoins the building so you can get a first hand look at what a typical classroom looked like way back when and even sit in one of the desks. It is really cool, especially for kids.
They have field trips that go there and the students can dress up in period dress, just like the kids who went to school there. What an awakening it is to them!
We stopped at Fort Hill yesterday hoping to see some butterflies or some new wildflowers and were greeted by the Northern Bobwhite calling his distinct call, “Bob WHITE!”
When I was a little girl my Dad, who was a bird lover, taught me many of the different bird calls. When I heard this “Bob WHITE!” I turned to Phil and said, “It’s a Northern Bobwhite. I remember the call from my Dad.” I have not heard it in probably 50 years, nor have I seen a Bobwhite in probably that long.
We stood there as one Northern Bobwhite flew out of the brush, followed by another one. One landed on a nearby tree where we got some good photographs. He stood on the branch and sang out “Bob WHITE!” for about 20 minutes!
You can see his exquisite colors in the first photograph and him singing away in the second photograph.
We looked up on our bird identification app and Fort Hill is the only place on Cape Cod that anyone has seen a Northern Bobwhite this year!
Such an unbelievable treat!