John & Anne Wiley

2013/05/04

Boston

We’ve flown near here several times on this Adventure, but now we’re finally here in Boston with Zubair & Momina and their fun kids. This morning it looked like we might not be able to fly out of Martha’s Vineyard, but it cleared enough this afternoon. We overheard a pilot on his cell saying, “Gay Head is better,” so we flew past it on the way here.

4514 Gay Head Light

4514 Gay Head Light

Crossing to the mainland the clouds were more broken so we climbed and got great views like this. [update: the captions didn’t show on the rest of these pix for some reason, because I had to post from our Nexus 7 last nite. Hopefully now they’re fixed because I’ve updated from my computer.]

4592 Small Island

4592 Small Island

At the tip of a nearby peninsula was this fancy manse.

4603 Fancy Manse

4603 Fancy Manse

A little later I noticed this walled garden, then saw the tall fence.

4629 Prison Garden

4629 Prison Garden

We talked about how quickly our lives would change from freely wandering the skies if we were wrongly accused of some crime. But soon we’d met up with Zubair and were flying toward Boston for a glorious aerial tour.

4649 Boston

4649 Boston

We were pleased to be able to get close enough for this great view of the old Commons.

4690 Commons

4690 Commons

Soon we landed back at a small airport near Zubair’s place, and saw this Piper Cub leap into the sunset for a classic scene from years gone by.

4697 Flying History

4697 Flying History

2013/05/03

More Bike

Today was another bike day, but quite a bit less ambitious. We had more time, and let’s just say we enjoyed taking frequent breaks from bike seats. Starting right in Oak Bluffs at the town square where we found this somewhat unusual war memorial.

4438 Honoring Opponents

4438 Honoring Opponents

We’ve seen plenty of statues around the country, but riding up to read this I was surprised at the inscription. Tonite I googled it and found this story. I’d snapped this square yesterday as we flew over, and that’s the monument at the bottom-right.

4387 Oak Bluffs Square

4387 Oak Bluffs Ocean Park

Surrounding the park are beautifully maintained homes, many with “widow’s walk” rooftop viewing platforms where wives of sea captains could watch for returning whaling ships.

4439 Watching Circle

4439 Watching Circle

One stood out from the rest, and I’d noticed it from the air yesterday so we paused to look in more detail.

4445 Glass House

4445 Glass House

In several places on this home are tastefully displayed signs letting tourists know this is a private home, and it got me wondering what it’s like to live there during peak tourist season when more than two passing cyclists stop to admire it. Then along the bike path with estuaries on one side and ocean on the other.

0888 Bike Path View

0888 Bike Path View

It’s very placid and relaxing when there are no cars and trucks going by on the nearby road, but I shudder to imagine what it’s like in peak tourist season. Happily there are a few places where the road isn’t next to the mostly separated path, and the views are so spectacular it’s easy to forget the vehicles and even what century you’re in.

0897 Quiet Moment

0897 Quiet Moment

Eventually we rolled into Edgartown where we paused to look at the more traditional war memorial.

0906 War & Flowers

0906 War & Flowers

Reading names of the fallen, I was reminded of a line from the old folk song, “Where have all the flowers gone.” Then the path abruptly ends and you’re admonished to not ride on the sidewalks, and to ride with traffic. We did neither, even though most local drivers are exceptionally courteous. Instead we walked the bikes for a block past a colorful yard that attracts both bees and passing women with cameras, to Green Ave. and took a left to get off the busy Main St.

0907 Admired Yard

0907 Admired Yard

Tonight our thoughts are turning toward our first steps on the journey Home. We’ve been planning to visit dear Zubair and family in the Boston outskirts, but then what? Well, here’s our current vision of the path.

Return Route - Plan A

Return Route – Plan A

Basically, a stop to see relatives in CT and then past ancestral ground in PA. Maybe an Erie jog up to fly past Detroit, possibly another dose of fascinating Chicago, and then more exploration in Iowa and Nebraska. Skirt the Rockies in CO, possibly pause in Santa Fe, up to Durango and over to Monument Valley (!) and Grand Canyon, then a day or two until our first night at home since this Islander Adventure began 3/17. I wonder what if any of this trip we Plan we’ll actually do, and even more fun is the certainty we’ll have many unexpected delights and discoveries along the trip we Take.

2013/05/02

Wheels & Wings

Today started with a ride from our hotel in Edgartown over to Oak Bluffs, courtesy of the outstanding Sun ‘n Fun bike shop. Pilots will immediately realize how fitting it is that we got such great and helpful service from a friendly bike rental shop with the same name as a famous annual Florida aviation event. Anyway, we then rode over to Vineyard Haven to get the battery charged for Anne’s little red pocket camera.

0883 Main Street

0883 Main Street

We learned that Main Street is pretty much “it” in V.H., and in the end decided to wait on getting the original battery charged because we bought a new one that came with a full charge. Then a nice gourmet tarragon chicken sandwich to take with us, and off we rode the several miles out to the airport.

0884 Sandwich Watch

0884 Sandwich Wait

By the time we got there, the sandwich was most welcome! Then into Tripp for the quick flight over to Chatham on the “elbow” of Cape Cod. Along the way, endlessly fascinating islets and sand bars.

4230 Sand & Tide

4230 Sand & Tide

Sure, we passed Hyannis Port where we tried to guess which estates had played a prominent role in the JFK “Camelot” story. But the dance of sand and tide was so compelling!

4233 Cloud Garnish

4233 Cloud Garnish

Those low clouds just off the East end of the Cape got my attention, and I studied their motion carefully before turning back to land at Chatham a few miles inland.

 

4238 Cape Art

4238 Cape Art

These small versions of the pix don’t do justice to the remarkable beauty of all this, but even the raw hi-res originals pale in comparison with what we saw. We stopped for fuel, but it probably also helped to rest our eyes so that this scene was even more impactful when we saw it for the second time climbing to cross over toward Nantucket for our return.

4269 Foam Touches

4269 Foam Touches

The strokes of foam floating on the water added an impression of depth to the submerged ripples of sand. Continuing the climb we looked back across the arm of the Cape to the distant lighthouse on the far tip that was clearer than in this pic.

4276 Out The Cape

4276 Out The Cape

4280 Nantucket Light

4280 Nantucket Light

You can’t really see it in this wide shot, but the closest tip of Nantucket has a large lighthouse that here is a tiny white dot. Some miles and pix later we crossed Chappaquiddick where a lovely sand bar stands off the main island, connected by a small bridge.

4318 Chappaquiddick Bar

4318 Chappaquiddick Bar

On the bridge were some people I thought might be fishing, but looking at the full-size version of this next pic I can see they’re apparently standing in the middle somberly looking around.

4317 Chappaquiddick Bridge

4317 Chappaquiddick Bridge

In case you don’t know the story of this bridge, here’s a link to the story about its role in a tragic event involving Ted Kennedy. There is a quiet sadness here that we felt even from a quarter mile above. For me it evokes a powerful sense of how events can suddenly take a turn, and dramatically change everything. A happy example of that is the day Anne and I met some decades ago. Or the day we met Tripp and brought her into our lives, to wander the skies over North America. Life is full of turning points, and we were thinking about this as we turned to fly one more time over the now more familiar landmarks of Martha’s Vineyard and then land to ride our bikes back in the gathering darkness on a hiking trail around the silent Tradewind grass air strip.

2013/05/01

Whimsy

Often on a trip like this, we operate on whimsy. Today began with a lovely lunch with Enid next door to the Nyack Public Library.

4019 Nyack Library

4019 Nyack Library

The town and the weather were both especially beautiful, and somehow Anne got the notion to make Martha’s Vineyard our next stop. So we loaded our prodigious amounts of unused dead weight (aka luggage) into trusty Tripp and took off over the magnificent manses of Westchester.

4020 Westchester Manse

4020 Westchester Manse

Soon we were climbing up over inland waterways and I snapped this rowing (sculling?) race, drawn to the “tracks” left by each stroke of the oars.

4024 Race Tracks

4024 Race Tracks

We thought of our fun times with Molly & Dustin strolling the glorious Spring bloom as we passed New Haven.

4043 New Haven

4043 New Haven

We saw many interesting and beautiful things on this short flight, including this one I call the flying snake because of the effect created by currents sweeping sand into the surrounding depths.

4078 Flying Snake

4078 Flying Snake

Another snap I like is this salt pond next to a soft deserted beach, with swirls of pastel colors creating a sand sculpture work of art shaped by wind and water.

4080 Water Works

4080 Water Works

I climbed much higher than needed for the short crossing to Martha’s Vineyard because of a thick smoke layer apparently created by two tall smokestacks that look like nuke plant cooling towers. Something in this area is spoiling the air for everyone in the area.

4097 Smoky Crossing

4097 Smoky Crossing

We were glad to see that the island was mostly outside of the smoke area. We flew past the main KMVY airport to take a look at the island, starting with Edgartown’s Katama grass strip.

4115 Katama

4115 Katama

I was tempted to land here just for the fun and ease of a grass strip, but Anne had tentatively booked a hotel in Vineyard Haven across the island and made arrangements to land at KMVY. It turned out we ended up not far away in Edgartown.

4118 Edgartown

4118 Edgartown

Tomorrow we’ll explore the island, and report on this whimsical new twist in our Islander Adventure.

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